[ he's used to come kind of smart-ass reply in kind, or total belief. not... what happens next. he starts cursing at the popo, and balthier folds his arms, raising his eyebrows in surprise. ]

Ah, there you go. What better way to get them back inside than to make them follow you?

[ the popo don't seem to give one ounce of shit, for the record. although a few turn their heads at the new tone. ]

And it's fools that don't know what someone says, not animals. Even if they're willfully ignorant.