Another soft little hum- "I've only heard gunshots, never seen the hunt with one." So it sounded like he was agreeable to a hunting trip with Jack whenever that time arose. Later, when he was more healed of course, but agreeable all the same.

His nose wrinkled, amusement clear in his eyes at the very least. "Perhaps a little correct, but not overly so. Tales do warp overtime, right?" But there was a second of thought, as if debating something as he leaned a little to where an arm brushed against Jack. "I clearly do not have to sing for that- but there is when I will it so. I do not sing much anymore." If at all.

That was very true.