"What, no faith in me?" That comes with a palm pressed to his chest and a rather theatric look of dismay. It's nothing but a look, of course, considering Sidus knows well he deserves that reaction for multiple reasons. Not the least of which is phrasing his plan ("plan") in such a foreboding manner where skepticism's by far the best option.

"You'll be relieved to know, then, that it's not what I have in mind for something to do myself but rather merely waiting for the right chance. The creatures in the Witchwoods have been acting up a bit lately." The latter part's said with a bit of a wave of that hand he'd had on his chest, now in need of illustrating his point. "It's only a matter of time before a village or five suffers for it, depending on what goes on a rampage, and it'll make our appearance all the most stunning. Of course the loyalty inspired from it never hurts, either."