[ He's not paranoid! He's just not used to having anyone on his side. And usually has to consider everyone an enemy. He's working on it. Just. Trust issues. So many of them. ]

It was hardly worth anything to-

[ He pauses mid-sentence and stares out into the field. ]

-Aaand I believe I've angered it's friends. Great.

[ And not a moment later and the sound of rustling as more unseen strawmen stalking through the field becomes clear. ]

Are you any good with that weapon?