It's definitely something. Like...a lot of something.

[It's phrased so poorly, but there's definite meaning to his words, far more than he's really able to eloquently express.

And any eloquence that he may have had certainly takes leave as he furrows his brows and hurries after the hunter with a huff.]

Thought this was supposed to be a nice evening out. Like, my tie being crooked is gonna be the least of our worries if you keep that up.