Yeah. Most of the time they're tryin' to kill me, too, so.

[ He rubs the back of his neck again, a little embarrassed, catching none of the intent behind the question. ]

I just— the way you said it made me think you were doin' it on purpose, you know?

[ Not that that's necessarily untrue, still, but he's leaving it alone for now — he'd much rather believe the only other person here isn't some soulless monster. ]