[The threat didn’t surprise or bother him; he expected nothing less, if he was honest. Had the others of her troop also been around, he expected a chorus of repeated phrases not too far off than the ones she offered, with various degrees of formal speech and described harmful warnings.

But it was just her, and that made it easier to walk away.

He craved to destroy the mirror in his wake, but he left it for now, hoping that it would work like a mirror should and allow the reflection to disappear in his absence. If it didn’t, he had to hope there wasn’t much more to glean from it other than the obviousness. He had left clues enough of what mattered to him. ]

Yes, yes, I’m sure you will. Hero of the people and all that. I would expect nothing less.

[There would be no more answers to gain from here or from her at the moment. A future meeting, perhaps, but he would have to be careful not to push his luck. At least, not yet.

So he turned and with a familiar wave of his hand, started to walk away.]

I will be certain to be on my best behavior. For now.

[He did note that it was far less dramatic to walk away than simply disappear, but one made work with the tools that were available.]