Sypha's still able to break through it and get a sense of what's inside it. And- it's Sypha so of course she fucking can, and warding spells will help, but I still don't like it. We're going to try to fuse the silver onto the iron tomorrow, but it's going to need to be outside.

[ He sighs, but it's the happy kind. The kind that comes from hard work and honest mistakes. ]

Incidentally, we'll get to find out if burned desks replenish themselves tonight.