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Slender turned to Masky, and looked down slight to his hands. Simply, he nodded. Inwardly, however, he sensed deceit. One Proxy gone, another lying to cover tracks. That meant he was in the market for replacements. Dismissing Masky with a small wave of his hand, he turned to ponder. Where to begin his look...? Perhaps he could pick apart the new hunter party by slowly making one of them into Proxies... he decided more thought was needed.