He gestures to himself. "Does this face look like the kind of face that cares who started what?"

He listens as she explains what people would think of him. "I've been called worse. But I imagine my titles probably hold no meaning here. There's a lot about this I don't like. But I don't yet know which side is which. At least if I go with you, I might be able to sort those things out."

And he'll be able to ask the really hard questions. The ones that don't actually have an answer, but more beg an action. And he can always leave. He's been on his own before.

"One more thing, before we leave here. My... tools. Don't seem to be working, is there anything around that I can use to repair them? Computers, for instance?"

Judging by how the fight went - talking about magic and all - he's guessing not, but he's hopeful.