The Guilds are not so foolish as to assassinate one of my own. [A frigid chill echoes in her voice, a warning.

The Guilds and Council have pushed her before.] They kick and scream and fight against a better future only because they cannot save face by agreeing that the future I offer is better.

[That and there are a few who just do not agree with her.]

Regardless, I will need him to talk to me before decisions are made. If he doesn't talk, I can't help him.