He just keeps working and makes no move to stop her; he has enough chitin that he's not fussed over the loss of one small piece.

The name 'Blackfeather Court' doesn't ring any bells, 'Evergloam' certainly does. Raised as he was by priestesses, he got a very thorough education regarding Daedric Princes and why he shouldn't trifle with them.

So the glance he shoots her before he replies is assessing now in a way it wasn't before. "No, I suppose I'm not."