Hey, my Monkey Staff ain't cursed. [He snipped after that little shove, swinging back up into the branches. Then seeming to remember something adds '...most of the time' under his breath, before following after him from above.]

Even if they aren't planning on killing them, you gotta admit there's something super sketchy about the fact that these things don't want to go anywhere near that place even with all the fretting and misery wafting out of it.

[ It's hard to tell if he's still just teasing as he continues his rambling theorising or if it's closer to his genuine take on the situation. Either way he cuts himself off when Kevin comes up with something to say, gesturing for him to go ahead with it.]