Conchobar pulled out his best smile, though it was wildly tense. For a time he'd worked to keep his identity secret while attempting to handle Deirdre. Now that that had all been ripped out in the open, he had no doubt his enemies had come out of the dark. Scared? No, that would be ridiculous. Conchobar never backed down, he was just sneaky.
"Who might you be?" He peeled his shades off for a better look. "Just a little tea to start the morning," his jaw clenched. There was red in his eyes from the constant three day run of headaches.