[Remy might just visibly perk up. All them years in the Void and he ain't never heard another drawl quite so close to home for him. Or what he assumes is home. It isn't like Remy can recall home after all but that accent sure does make him wish he could.]

Just nosin' rounds all. Can't never tell in a place like this what betaille you like to run into, yeah? Ol' Remy here rather take care of them before they get too feisty.

[Betaille -- monsters, that is -- of all sorts, human and actual beasts. He's not exactly run into anything not human here but can't be too sure what's out there. Plus somewhere under it all le diable blanc here just likes looking after folks maybe.]