The way the older man talked, not actively attacking or threatening and yet imposing, Ellis was well-aware this Tribute wasn't one to be messed with, even with jokes or rambling. He had to get to the point or get out. The mechanic pocketed his knife then raised his hands, no harm here. He'd done the same with Luke in the other cave, these were not times to fool around and taunt a former cop.

"Y-yessir, I was hopin' I coul' find more first aid supplies," thinking on his feet, El said the truth and hoped for the best. "I know this is a death arena, but I needed to scavenge for my companion. I'm not lookin' fer a cave, I have one."