There's a slight jolt, as the shadowy tendril creeps towards him -- and for a moment, there's a slight golden shine to his eyes, and he immediately raises a hand, which seems to repeal the shadow -- an invisible barrier, around himself, to ward off unwanted contact. And once the golden hue fades from his eyes, it's replaced by a sudden skepticism.

"Please do not touch me."

It's said quietly, without drawing much attention, and he lowers his hand.

"I know you are a stranger to these lands, but I have many enemies, and I cannot be too careful. Magic is forbidden in entry to the Ring, and showcasing it will draw attention, which is something I cannot afford. Please do not do that again."