The radical changes of the last hour were giving Keystone a headache, Kaylee's presence or not. It was a touch of nigh global absurdity, the utter chaos of it. The changes of the town (or the nature of his presence therein, he wasn't 100% on the details), the seeming invulnerability of his adversary despite defeat, now the absence of his companion and their belongings were grating his nerves. Were it just himself, the weary pugilist would have gladly taken Glith up on his offer, if it could be believed. He was very close to his personal limit of reality alteration and epic intrigue. 

Instead, he breathed heavily and leaned back onto the wall upon which his hand rested. He kept his spirit open to the voice of his Element, planning one of three actions based upon how the next few minutes went. 

"Not really. But y'went to so much trouble lookin' beat, I didn't wanna seem rude. Kudos to the Gnomes, though." he shifted his conversational priorities, genuinely eager to get this over with but not so stupid as to believe that this was [i]really[/i] over. 

"First the only way was to put a sword in my gut and make my insides outside. Now you're tellin' me you just miracled the problem away, no hassle. Now, I'm right certain Kaylee wasn't full-on honest with me; couplea things didn't exactly even out. But you - You've been tossin' me wankstain gibberish since the beginnin', too. All the same, I'm eager to put this behind me for the day, get back to why I came here in the first. So let's play."

"I came 'ere with a friend, but you knew that. Horses, too. Gear, supplies, and a plan what didn't involve you an' I gettin' all punchy with one another. I'm wantin' to get back to that. Would have, if you didn't do what you did. How are we getting me and mine back on track?"