...that's. New. At least he's used to the idea of creatures being sentient, but he's never actually heard one before.

"If I recall right, you attack me first. I just wanted you off." His tone is dry, a little unamused. Sync isn't in the mood to hurt his neck looking down at her, so he crouches and sits cross-legged, resting his head on a hand. All in all, he almost appears bored.