Hawa grinned at that. Not a good tenant indeed. Hawa moved to help, pushing the table out of the way. "I'm not exactly sure about throwing around magic for all to see outside," he explained. He didn't know what would set off the Militia, after all--he still knew very little about them and wasn't inclined to risk it. Nor did he want anyone non-magical deciding to gawk.

"So in'll do." If he breaks anything, well--oops!