Jonothon nodded, watching the light appear with a sort of quiet fascination.

"I've never seen one of the normals with self-control quite the way he's got," he agreed, quirking a faint smile as he glanced up from the light toward Emma. "It's impressive. Makes sense, I suppose, considering his profession. I've only rarely seen him really rattled, before."

Which he wasn't going to recall the particulars of right now. You're welcome, Emma.