[He slowly lowers his hands. He doesn't have a weapon to reach for, so he assumes she'll tolerate the gesture, but his eyes are still fixed intently on her so long as her bowstring remains drawn.]

I have no intention of serving the Regent any longer. I don't expect you to believe me, and I don't ask for your trust or understanding. But I would prefer you didn't waste your strength on hunting me down when we have a common cause.

[He could just run away and leave her behind in a matter of seconds, so long as his powers are active, but having an angry centaur (???) charging after him is a little counterproductive to what he wants to achieve.]