That was interesting. Not an immediate rebuttal of some kind, something to joke about it or - not that unlikely - lash out by calling him a queer. Not enough to draw any conclusions yet, but enough to have him smile a little more. Or at least smile a little differently. He strummed on his guitar, but without much intent. His eyes were on Jon. So much more to figure out now.

"I don't mind being a bit of a threat. There's a thrill to it, ain't there?" Certainly not how it had usually gone in his life. Skinny poor boy, he'd been more of a victim than a threat. He supposed that would have been different for a traveller like Jon living here. "Personally, I can never wait to go into the unknown. Some look for trouble." He shrugged. He certainly did.