Arthur follows him in without a word, sitting down straight-backed in the chair, looking around the room for anything else to focus on and calm down his brain. He wants to be angry or have some kind of straight-forward emotion, but he needs all the details first, and he needs to find a way to get those that is less confrontational than he wants to be.

"So," he says, his jaw tight, "I assume you have an explanation for why a Night Council Guardian is in charge of a neutral faction."