There's another person arriving. Jonathan Strange follows behind Nightshade and Ignatius, a human amazingly out of place considering he's with two fae. There's a blank expression on his face as he looks around the scene, taking in the angels, the carnival members, and far too many unconscious dudes.

"It should be easy for us," he simply says, as he walks right up to Nightshade, staying oddly close. Yeah, he's not leaving her side. "The Nightrider's unconscious."