He jumps when the hand lands on his shoulder, taking a step back and away from the monster. Just in time to watch him draw his hand across his throat, and a shiver rushes up Gyre's spine in response. The monster moved so slowly that he doesn't feel exactly threatened? But there's no denying that that gesture might be a threat. He ends up stiffly crossing his arms, staring down at this little... child sized monster.

He's reminded of how childlike the monster today had looked, despite its size and its arms. He hates all of this!

"Are you going to attack me?" he asks hesitantly. "Someone got to that bit of me first, unfortunately."