"Something like that, except specifically it's horses, pegasi, or wyverns you're not supposed to look in the mouth." In case that matters, but in reality it's Claude attempting (once more) to find if the latter two are common anywhere else except but where he's from. So far, it hasn't been successful.

That's just him getting slightly distracted now that things feel slightly less dire - or as less dire as they can be with the dead coming back to life since that's still a major factor in everything being awful. One more arrow through one corpse that'd managed to get up from the ground sends it back down, and he contemplates Garrus's question while reaching for his next, then thinks better of it and grabs a few arrows.

"You know, even with all of the spontaneous things we've been 'gifted' since getting here, I think I'll still take the element of surprise. For this much, anyway, since this comes with the guarantee of a drink no matter what happens."

A couple more quick shots and down goes one more body leaving only a scattered few left, and then something else important occurs to him. "In case we somehow end up tying since I suppose that's a possibility in all of this - one of us buys drinks, the other buys something to eat? Probably wouldn't hurt to offset whatever the drink is."