Quite impossible, I'm afraid, given the circumstances.

[ That said, Lucius still steps inside the cabin, taking measure of its dimensions and the things inside of it, dog included, and the fire in the hearth. He makes for the offer of wine, but is polite enough to take a seat first. ]

I noticed from your correspondence that you fancy yourself well informed on magic. Your caveats are sensible enough, but I wanted to reach an accord of my own with you.