[Tibbs hisses quietly once the dagger is brought out, trembling, but his hackles lower once he realizes Martin is merely placing on the ground. He listens to his next words with bemusement. Alright, so... this human's another victim of this mess. A very intimidating looking one.]

I'm- I'm afraid I don't know, sir. Woke up here, same as everyone I've talked to. Nothin' like London, I'm afraid. I don't know these woods. ... Don't trust these woods.