"Guess you're more patient than I am -- I think about it every so often," Cian said easily. "Haven't resorted to arson yet, though, so I guess that's something.
Cian considered a moment before taking a pastry of some kind; taking a big bite and swallowing, he shrugged and admitted, "The city's woes and mine are about the same, I guess. Every time things seem to be going smoothly, something else gets destroyed, and everyone's in the red. The dangers of running a business without 'giant monster that came out of nowhere' insurance, I guess," he quipped. No one would sell that sort of thing; they'd be bankrupt in weeks.
"Have to hand it to you and Lea for always bouncing back, though," he added. All those performances had gone on, and the guild ticked along like a well-oiled machine come hell, high water, or giant murderous creature. "Maybe I should be the one asking if I can assist with your woes." Aside from the info he sent on to lea weekly, the council hadn't bothered him for much recently, and he'd ignored them right back, but maybe that wasn't wise in the changing political landscape.