The guys at the long table scoot over to make room and almost immediately start asking questions while piling pancakes and eggs in front of them, with a few more waving the ones hesitating in the doorway over. They're interested in the beast, and the battle, and you, and where you're from, and are those wolves where did you get those?

You are the most interesting people in the room, and probably the source of a pretty good story. They're not giving you the third degree, they expect and desire your bragging.