Celeste tilted her head, staring at the Protector without flinching as he spoke. He had his opinions, as she had hers – but she had reminded herself of what he was... and his words were already starting to sound threatening. He had knocked her out, bound her, interrogated her and stolen her staff – and now, just in the face of some jaws, he assumed an alliance without her permission. He didn't know what she was. In the face of this man, the Arch-Watcher had started to feel old. Her tone had become almost wistful in the face of his surprise. 'You knocked me out. '