Fairy. He hadn't quite made up an appropriately unhappy response when the... the thing went and put out a cigarette on his staff. His shout had an edge of startled pain under the anger; the staff wasn't him, exactly, but it was tied to him, and that meant he felt that. He jerked away, catching himself on a burst of wind just out of reach. If the wind got a bit protective and maybe overzealous and took a swirl around the office through the window, he certainly wasn't going to stop it now. "Watch it!"