The comment catches him off guard, staring at the other man for a moment before, "You pick up things that belong to the fae?" He is really hoping that's not how he lost those teeth. He wants to say that even he isn't that stupid, but going after silvans, giant spiders and at times dragonlings, he can't imagine it's much different. Well, except for JW does it alone. "I'm sure you know they hold grudges then."

Still, he'll take another bite of his cinnamon twist and lean back in his chair, two legs on the ground. "Shirts, dolls, just keeps me occupied if I'm not out with the boys or working out. It's amazing what you can accomplish just sitting on your ass watching Tv."