[He stumbles back, reaching inside his coat for... nothing. He unarmed AND without a spellbook. Gooddamn it.]

What the hell ARE you? And I plan on keep the only things in town that listen to what I tell them to, thanks. Come on, guys. Screw this whole town. Christ.

[The one crow immediately flies over to its master. The other hesitates, dancing back and forth a bit on its feet before listening to the command.]