Nodding and taking the information in - albeit a bit blearily - Mac sighs and turning his head, horn clunking against the bar and flashing in the light flicking across the gold plate. He tilts and taps the horn a few times, clearly enjoying it for some reason and it doubles as a replacement for thoughtfully tapping a finger or foot. Not the most conventional, but he's learning.

"Better safe than sorry, yeah. I'll always keep my spells ready, either way, but it's better than going at things expecting a rosy resolution and ending up dead because of something stupid. At least now I understand why people were always yelling at me for dumb stuff. Jumping off the Tower, running through the fires. Not trying to dodge. Pffft. Dodging."