[ Horus, an alchemist who runs a guild of alchemists, is pretty confident in his ability to get a door fixed. His or whoever else's. Set's brief concern doesn't even cross his mind, he's just happy not to be buried under snow once he is. ]

If you promise you're staying through the night at Walter's, I'll stop. Not just dropping me off and going off on your own. If you break the promise, I'll do something so public you won't be able to talk yourself out of it.

[ He's not backing off until set promises, but he does peek around Set to look at Walter. Not to thank him though.]

Walter, are there hot drinks when we arrive?