He is noting the refusal to look him in the eye, and tilts his head some, trying to force the matter. Not unlike an aggressively curious eagle trying to peer down a burrow.

"Well fuck him, aye? He ain't 'round but here I stand instead. I dinnae see no goddamn country sized dragons gallivantin' about so on the off chance ye ain't a filthy reekin' liar, then it still don't matter to me on account of him bein' fuckin' absent." Doesn't matter he said, as it obviously clearly does. He's not gearing up to attack now, quite the opposite, as he lowers himself to the ground to lay, haunches first then forelegs.

"That's an awful lot of keech you're talkin' for someone who ain't even the size of me own teeth, you wee dafty bastart."