He winces and rubs his chest and hand as he slowly gets up.

"And also let me guess, if you tried to explain this rationally to him, he'd just. Bolt. Or reject it outright. I'll... see what I can do on convincing my friends then. I don't trust you quite yet, but I think I'd rather have him returning eventually without the possibility of going bonkers on my conscience than him eating or even trying to eat someone here."

He seems... pretty sold on this, honestly.

"Sorry for the misunderstanding, mister...?"