Jira let out a groan as Lon Lon Ranch's stand came into view. He didn't seem bothered that his shadow was talking to him, but then, maybe he figured he was seeing things due to the swelling lump on the back of his head.

"Why... Whats at the graveya-HMP!!" 

He gagged at the end of his sentence and his stomach gurgled nauseously, threatening to spill its contents in greater proportions than before. Ohhhh today was a bad day. With a painful swallow, he let out a sigh and tried once more.

"I mean...
Let the Rain Spider 
Collect his seams
I'll repay this debt
N'follow your ...dreams?"

He ended with a groan. At least he was rhyming, if nothing but that. 

"'Sides, Lil lady ain't no good for me.
I'll only get her in trouble,
And I don't want that, see?
I feel guilt
You know,
I almost got her blood spilled."

His stomach gurgled again uncomfortably. Perhaps he should keep his mouth shut for now. But there was one thing he did need to say.

"Thanks."

He was thankful he could get away with one word sentences so long as he kept it fresh. He approached Matt and waved his hand weakly.