"And you don't know who to talk to and what to ask," Cyrward concludes with a grin. "But you'll get caught! And you can't even fight at the moment!" Cyrward shrugs with one shoulder. "That probably won't do Wil any harm. I'll go anyway, but I'd rather have my clothes first." Aldus glares at him, but he knows when he's defeated. "Oh, all right. Mind you take care of that arm. I don't want all my good work undone."