"Well, they have the chance to now." Ffion sighs. "I wish I knew what to say." "Work out what you want and what you can offer," her hostess suggests. "And don't forget Gwyn." At Ffion's look of surprise, she goes on. "It's his own fault he's where he is, but we do want him back." "You know what he did?" "They got him two days before the Bakers' Guild came to your teahouse, didn't they?" She laughs. "If they're afraid he'll talk, that's on him for asking for money to keep quiet about it. He was a fool to even try."