[Matoba's movements halt visibly as Bradley catches notice of his eye, hand pausing half-withdrawing the objects in his package and drawing his visible eye up to the wizard. It's glinting with danger.]

[A human with power like himself, or a monster? He wonders which one this man is.]

So you can sense that, can you? [Instead of satisfying Bradley's curiosity right away, he tucks the sticks back into his bundle and raises a hand to tap the paper ward.] If you want to know, I can tell you, but I'll only answer you one of these things or the other.

Which would you like to know? The story of my eye? Or to see my bounty? Pick one.

[An infuriating thing, isn't it, to dangle a toy in front of a cat only to snatch it away at the last moment. To dangle two and make him choose, even moreso.]