[ He has no interest in standing around to see if he gets slain, he thinks. But the strange tone of the request makes him pause. That and the need to re-evaluate his strategy, since he was rather relying on acting unnoticed.

For now his fingers uncurl slightly; the magic ebbs uncast. But the look he gives is deeply unimpressed. ]

I understand very little of what you say. [ Presumptuous to assume his own victory, too. That's a knight for you. ] And less still what it is you do want, since you seem ill-equipped for reasonable conversation.