Magnus glances at Aya, and back at the alley, after hearing the Mage's diatribe, and ponders for a moment. Great. Well, at least he gave me the vulnerability. People... People... How to clear out the people? Embrath may be a fool's fool, but I don't intend to back outta my deal, on account of a spokesman with a change of heart.
Magnus looks again at Aya, making sure that his gaze is met, before looking at the crowd, then back at her, then the crowd, then back... and then tilts his head to the side, quizzically.