Raju huffs an amused noise, grinning. "Odd to think about you that way," he says, pushing off the wall and moving to put the rest of the things away, most everything back inside the grooming kit and that set aside, the water and the pine-needle water both back in their places. "Using subterfuge like anyone else. That was my uncle's work at home. He kept you up on the mood of your men? What they were thinking?"