"Eadric!" Wil takes a deep breath. "What is it?" Eadric looks more agitated than usual.
"Wil, listen, I need your help. You know where Cyrward is, right?"
"He went north months ago, with the Siguri," Wil says, avoiding a straight answer. "You know that."
"Yes, but can you get in touch with him?"
"I may be able to. Why?"
"I need to talk to him. You know about Dunstan and the Siguri?"
"Da said when they come, I am to join them!" Eadric does not look enthusiastic about this suggestion.