"He was able to detonate the barrier when he realized the loaves weren't getting out. It probably won't be quite as easy as just slinging him over your shoulder when he objects."

He pauses, brow knitting as he studies the ovens. "--The scale is wrong. This is a small bakery, with one baker. He shouldn't need this many ovens."

He heads towards the nearest one, circling wide around Bryn, and surveys it more closely, looking for a manufacturer's name and year - or for anything visibly out of place.