He considers the question. It is a good sign.

"But knowledge is power, even if only over yourself." She points out. It would make her quite angry to have something taken from her such as that. But it was a lot easier to anger the other fae. Perhaps it was different for mortals.

She can almost hear him realizing she might be able to help. She doesn't even have to make the offer, he knows it exists on some level which makes her smile.

"What shall I call you, Constable?"