[Moiraine closes her book, marking the page carefully and gives him her full attention. Her lip curls into a dry little smile as she shakes her head]

I could make them kill you, if you'd like. I thought that it'd be safer for passersby if I just made lamps.

[And in response to the question, she shifts her hand subtly, revealing her ring. A serpent eating it's own tail. Anyone familiar with her world would know the meaning but she imagined he wouldn't. It was simply a reflexive gesture at this point. Her ageless face remains smooth save that thin smile]

I am Aes Sedai. Though I suspect that means little to you. You might refer to me as a magician.