[Rocks, he is on to you. Carefully skirting around a rock in the path here.]

Never a moment of peace here, that's for sure. Everybody's always lookin' out to guard everyone else's backs.

[And he's so not used to that person at his back not trying to stab him in it, even after all these months. Old habits die hard.]

...'cept, of course, for those people who don't. Seems we got a couple baddies lurkin' around even here.