The intimidation was always a way to get either information that was true, or engage in a physical fight. His stance relaxed a bit, knowing that he could quickly retaliate if this man did in fact wish to attack. The flame stayed in his hand though, because he knew heat could burn him. "Ok. What am I supposed to do here? I need to get home." There were people there who counted on him. Will, and Layla in particular. He was a hero there, after all.