"Now, Stanley Miller, why are you here?" That has to be one of my favourite lines in this chapter.

As the battle begins to erupt around them, the Shaman remains so calm that he can afford to continue his discussion with Stan as if there was nothing more annoying in the room than a faintly irritating fly.

He accepts philosophically that he is too weak to tackle the intruders himself and, with scarcely a word, exhibits supreme confidence in Starflower's ability to handle the situation on his behalf. With those factors understood, what could be more natural than turning his attention to his guests?!