Dennett should get used to being wrong. It's still a little, well, new.

It takes him probably almost a minute--while the other prays--to try to untangle all those expressions. He's an old man, the kind who's not quite sure what 'lol' means. "I. Uh, I'm sorry. I've never met a troll before. The magic kind or, well, any other kind." If there's another kind. He just thought you were a little strangely dressed, that's all.

"I'm not sure, I, uh, 'dig'. I haven't killed anyone here. Yet." And he's hoping to keep it that way but he's a little fuzzy on the 'how' of that.