[He feels bad for the kid, as he watches him fall directly on his back. But he bounces back up like it’s nothing, and with the scars all over him...

He shakes his head.]

Hey, don’t worry about it! Couldn’t have gotten out of there without you.

[He claps him on the back, before looking back to the now-dead mass of vines. He... Has to get his knife back, now.]

Though you might want to be careful, if you’re going to keep poking around the forest.