[He acknowledges the comment about how nice it is to pass for harmless with a tight little smile. Oh, at some point he might have to drop the act, become not-harmless, but he'd rather keep his capabilities as a brawler (or warrior in general, if someone's careless enough to allow him access to a weapon) hidden until it's necessary.]

I think...it might be possible to drive a wedge between the apprentices and their master. They seem to hold as much disdain for him as for us. He's not managing the impression he leaves them with; whatever great power he wields, his ego and attitude is a weakness of his.

Meanwhile, the upstairs folk, they're getting good food, access to books and lessons on magic. One of them snuck me a blanket, it's pretty plush. All of them seem to have the same question for us, though. 'Why are you here?' They're not getting answers any more than we are on that.