"I had to dig very deeply into the reserves, I assure you." Puck grinned at the toast and had some more of his meal. "Hm? No, not at all. I want to sell two ideas: One, I'm so in the forest with theories that I didn't think to do any type of cipher. Two: I'm lovesick and too busy trying to deal with everything that comes with that to bother taking the actual work of information gathering seriously."

"A cipher would hurt both of those ideas. 'If he's so in love, he shouldn't be thinking of anything else enough to be writing out in code. He's so wrong with these ideas, why bother encoding them?'. But let's be blunt, Vaeros would be too busy breaking his arm to pat himself on the back for what he helped along. I could redo them in a cipher. Maybe."