Terezi lifts a brow at his antics. The shrug, she figures accounts for a 'so-so'. That's probably reasonable, given that he was a victor before. She could deal with that.

The other motion, though... She really has no idea what he's trying to say with that. Some sort of disdain for the foliage? That was about as much as she could figure out. "If you're going to keep being vocally impaired, then we really need to work on your charades."

She relaxes a little. She's still not sure how far she can trust him, but this thing isn't going to get off the ground unless she gives it a shot. "That is, if you want me along."