Griffyn hesitated, remembering Bask's words: she can see the truth in your eyes.
"I'm... the only man working on this," he said. "And I came here alone. Of course, I would appreciate any assistance you and your family could offer."
He looked away, examining the stone in his hand. It had some heft to it, certainly, and a jagged edge that could in theory do some damage. But to open up a grown man with this would take considerable strength. Or, failing that, a ruthless dedication and a fair amount of time.
"Do your brothers know much about this sort of symbology?" he asked. "I'll confess this is not my area of expertise."