Qilby watches the pair quietly, trying to figure out what exactly he's seeing here. Are the two already allies, or is this the Master's way of declaring the side he's taking? When the other man looks over his way, he returns the glare with a flat, unimpressed stare. Certainly isn't the first time someone's thrown in their lot with the wrong team, against him-- but things have a way of working out in the end, however long it takes. He always makes damn well sure of that.

He doesn't bother with parting words (the hitch in his breath coming from what feels like a literal dent in his ribcage making it a chore simply to stand around like this, much less speak) and so after one last, long calculating look at the two of them, he tosses up one last portal and leaves.