"Things are quite clear now, yes. Clear enough at least. When you say you're looking for another artifact in the ruins, people might get the wrong idea you see". What the woman sought in the ruins was not of any particular concern for him, merely an instrument of her ally, and he held the most important piece of the puzzle still. What do with it, what to do with it. The temptation to simply grind it to dust was there, but he realized it was most certainly not a smart route to take. Who knew what might come from the destruction of such a thing. He much preferred to steer clear from matters of sorcery.

He shook his head at the young squire. "I'd rather not crush something that might explode in my hands. That I can take it doesn't make it any less pleasant, and things are never so simple where witchery is concerned". He raised the bag up to his eyes, as though he might gleam some sort of information from it, and when he didn't he simply shrugged. "So, say I get your friend's trinket back from there. What's the plan then? With this and with her", he spared a glance at Genevieve lying most ungracefully outside what had once been her home. "I don't like loose ends. And speaking of, someone should tie the lady up. And possibly gag her as well".