Heaps good. There's one he hasn't heard before. He shakes his head, trying to categorize that particular bit of slang as she carefully begins bandaging the wound. It takes all sorts, he supposes. He's not about to complain about her slang when she's patching him up, in any case.

"That would be unfortunate, wouldn't it? I'd have a whole pack of them on my heels, all trying to cut me in two. Fortunately, I do have my usual repertoire to fall back on, but ideally I'd like to get in a bit of rest before more of them show up. If more of them show up."

He glances at their surroundings with a huff, "Then again, this is the least conducive place to rest that I've ever seen."