Ugh, what a terribly scratchy, raspy voice. It was grating like claws on a chalkboard. Shadow briefly cringed before glaring up at him, realizing that if he was with this bird that was now perching itself on the werehog's shoulder, he may very well be in for a fight.

"Well," he began with a bit of a scoff, "your little friend thinks I am going to cause her harm, when..."

A pause after he trailed off, and then...

"Have you seen any candies here?" It didn't seem like this one was drugged, so probably not, but he was going to try anyway. No harm in that.