Indeed.
First thing I'll do when I ascend to divinity is to cast a geas on everybody so said guards in Driftwood will wear their pants on their heads -- that way, even if their omniscience is still immutably set in stone, at least they can no longer tell that that sweetroll I picked up in Fort Joy is stolen.
(I shall henceforth call their psychic link "in'SAN'ity" -- 'sweetroll alert network')
