This is definitely A Night. Herbert spreads his hands, as well as his currently fairly gross wings that look like a parrot with plucking problems and stares Jasper down, his jaw jutting slightly.

"We, have no idea where any of the fae are, and we're clearly incapable of defeating them like this--I frankly, don't care whether or not you're certain you can punch seven fae to death with one blow! You're walking at the head of the group down..." He stops, and casts about before pointing with a wing rather than his bruised and burnt arm. "...that aisle and you can take out whatever this is you have going on on whatever we meet next. Girls? Stay in the middle and. Watch the aisle behind us, Zangetsu, Iiii hope it's just dark, and misleading, but if you two are right...maybe it was changing behind you?"

He puts a hand to his forehead, his forefinger and thumb sliding out tiredly along his brow before he looks over to Rita again.

"Is Ignatius part of the Summer Court, then."