Cid's Secret/Plot Details

We'll we're running a little low on salt, and I'm having trouble with the bookkeeping, and...

Hilda: Oh it's no use. I've been trying to manage this restaurant ever since my husband died twenty years ago, but I still can't do anything properly...

Hilda: The other day, a customer ordered a rolanberry (874 C.E.), but I haven't been able to get any.

Hilda: He was a regular customer when my husband ran this place, so I wish I could serve him the next time he comes in.

Oh! I should pay you for your trouble...

Hilda: You were asked to help me? But who would...?
The Chief Engineer himself?

Hilda: I see...
Let us go upstairs--there are a few things I should tell you.

Hilda: Chief Cid was a close friend of my husband's. He was the one who gave my husband his job in the Palborough Mines. Digging mythril there earned him enough gil to open this restaurant.

Hilda: Then, twenty years ago, they discovered a new vein of mythril in the Palborough Mines, and my husband, though long retired by then, was called in to oversee the diggings.

Hilda: Things were going smoothly until...a batch of his new type of explosives they were using went off without warning, and as if waiting for such an opportunity, the Quadav attacked.

Hilda: You must have guessed by now--Chief Engineer Cid was the one who designed the formula for the new explosive.

Hilda: I would by lying if I said I never blamed Cid for my husband's death...even though my husband would surely have forgiven him.

Hilda: Give this letter to Cid for me.
Tell him he doesn't have to worry about me, or this restaurant.

Cid: ...

Cid: I-I see. Ms. Hilda said that, huh?
But I didn't mean to--no, never mind.
You've done what I asked. I'll give you a reward.

Cid: But please, don't tell anyone about this.
Especially not Raibaht.

Raibaht: Did you say something, Chief?"

Cid: Gah! Don't waste time talking! Get back to work!