"Please, no," Waver groans at the mention of being taken right back to the Coven. "I'm sick of being cooped up in that place. Probably about as sick of it as the Dorchacht Coven must be of babysitting us. They just shepherd everyone around, acting about as nice as needed and no more than that. Make sure no one sees anything interesting. It's really grating, actually."

No, the other offer is far more appealing.

"Show me what you've been up to."