He closes his hand, snuffs out the little flame. He can do more with it -- he could light the fires in this kitchen or make a small part of the kitchen explode in flames -- but he doesn't mention that now.

"I'm not sure that it will make them think better of you. From time to time, they ask us to go out, move things about or put a charm on fields for better yield. They like it when you do that, and, well, the people here, they can use the help."

On the subject of his rooms, he adds, "Ah, no, Mat is no trouble. He's a good lad. Likes to sing down in the taverns for coin."