"You can't really gain anything by not taking chances," Merlin says with a shrug. "Only people who land on their asses on goldmines get forward without paying something in advance. And I don't have time to stay in this place and build rapport and coterie and sweet talk you into giving me what I want."

He digs up a pack of cigarettes and lights one, shaking the pack invitingly towards her.

"And the thing is, you should be careful how long you let me linger here. I will bring trouble with me."