Against witches? Eleven hopes he manages not to betray his confusion. The conversation he'd only had a bead of understanding on escapes him. It isn't a new feeling, though it remains a frustrating one.

He inclines his head, not at all certain his feedback had been useful, but enduring the meeting with his cover intact had been all he'd set out to do.

"I'm afraid it's all I can offer, if there isn't anything else?"