"This is manipulation," Marron said to the tools. "You're using logic to get what you want."
Yes, the Copper Pot admitted. But that doesn't make the logic wrong.
Aldric touched her arm gently. "What do the tools say?"
"That I should go. That refusing to help is worse than technically violating the prohibition." Marron opened her eyes. "What do you say?"
He was quiet for a long moment, then: "I say this is exactly the kind of situation the Council didn't anticipate when they wrote your restrictions. They were worried about you hunting down tools for collection. Not about tools essentially asking for your help through their owners."
"So you think I should go?"
"I think..." Aldric chose his words carefully. "I think you should do what you believe is right. And I'll document it honestly in my report, including the context and your reasoning. Let the Council decide if it's a violation."
"They could confiscate my tools for this."
