"Oh. Yeah, I've heard the bygone one," he murmurs, staring upwards for a few beats. Language is weird. Idioms are weird, but at least he can categorize this one away for now.
After a moment though, he turns his gaze back to Garrot, glancing up and down his body. Trying to take him in as if for the first time.

"That's fine with me, but..." He sighs faintly, sounding cautious and almost defeated, "If you have advice for me, can you just say it in the future? I don't need to be warned about how dangerous things are. I've been in plenty of fights before." Please talk to him like a person and not a project. This is all he asks.