Quentan arched a bushy eyebrow and rested his hands on the hammerr who's head rested on a clean part of the roadway. "Then, this me thinkin' tha' mayhaps be ah-fallin' inta th' nay us cat'gory then."<br/><br/>He examined the sherriff and deputies. For someone who never responded to the near brawl at the funeral, he was fast on his feet for this... perhaps this was a bit more of a sight to his way of thinking, but for Quentan.... once he had finished with the brawl, that might not of looked much different to a human. But, he continued to remain silent after that to see what happens.