[He'll have to get used to it sooner or later, but for now he's very unaccustomed to so much casual touch. Or intimate touch. People are making out right behind him, aren't they? Eyes ahead, he tells himself, at least glad that he has someone to converse with instead of just thinking about how shameless people are being in this public space]

Scrying, yes, that's just what it was called. That magic isn't practiced much anymore, I think it's only allowed in times of war. To look in on enemies and such. [though he'd be surprised if some socialites and other corrupt individuals didn't still use it for political maneuverings. Not that that is any of his business, Druids keep their noses out of those kinds of petty games...]