"How insightful of you." I said. "But you’ve got it a little wrong. I’m not upset. I’m scared. And if you had a bit of sense, you’d be frightened too." He began to circle my study slowly, gently touching the books, totems, scrolls, and other bits of arcana I’d carefully catalogued. Some was only theory, some was practical. I knew he had an impressive accumulation of his own, but I also knew that I had been at this longer.