Mayt had a hard time not copying Sasha's mistake of shattering her glass, he nodded to Damian greeted him, and he looked over at Maddox, his voice a little terse. "I think we've just been on alternate work schedules, I've been in the guild for a couple months." He paused taking a sip. "And with what Master Jamie knew, I still wouldn't risk the entire guild to save one person. Or seem to claim that's what we're doing. I'm certain there's a number of people here that could get this book without causing a hullabaloo. This Wes guy could be a saint for all it matters, and I wouldn't risk the entire guild to save him. I think Master Jamie is underestimating the Council's sphere of influence." He sighs, letting go of the glass and letting his fist clench. "Hell, I can tell you right now someone in the guild is going to get seriously hurt. And if it wasn't for the fact I have ulterior motives for wanting to put holes in the magic council, I wouldn't still be in the guild."