"Very well," she says, with a slight sigh, before pulling out a small, crystal rod, about a foot in length. She taps it, twice, and suddenly the sound of the crackling fire vanishes. She nods in approval, and slips the rod away. "As I was saying, I know you saw the Star Guardian. I know your meeting didn't go well. And I know she was chased across half the town, by that same individual. And I know how you'll react; I'm assuming you've already pieced together his reasons for being here, then?"