When they read through, Lemm - watches a bit. Just to see that there's nothing obviously outright wrong. He is relieved when his prime consultant doesn't find anything to complain about, though he's not showing it.

Out, west, down. Lemm's hand twitches as if to take up his map, but he doesn't need to. He really has been working hard to memorise the information he's been given - including the geography of places he hasn't been. Time to check that he's got it right.

"Deepnest," he tries experimentally.

Even if he knows the written map now, he can't imagine what it's like there, and doesn't try. The Mantis Tribe frightened him off fast enough and he was discouraged from ever laying eyes on the places beyond.

"What were you looking for?"

It's conversation. People make conversation, don't they?