The wizard seems entirely unbothered, like this is just another day for him. If he senses any leaking animosity from the man following him, he doesn't react to it in the slightest.

"Getting away from here seems wise," he comments, after he judges, on some invisible metric, that they've walked far enough (no resistance on leaving the cells, at least, though given who Avery's new 'traveling companion' is, that might be ominous rather than reassuring). "And this will be a good exercise for you."

The bright red glint of his eyes, still the only thing that can be seen of his face, is wicked. His tone curls in spiteful amusement.

"How do you feel? Ready for a challenge?"