He scowls at the question, settles back into his chair more comfortably and looks away from Childermass -- hands clasped together.

"I do not know his name. When I went to retrieve my book from Chaucer's he approached me to ask if I was there for something else. I could sense magic on him, Childermass, I am quite sure he was there to spy on me -- or worse! It is a blessing I was not alone with him for longer before the shop keeper returned, when there are other witches out to ruin me! Out to destroy me! You have seen them yourself, coming in here and questioning me! Challenging me!"