[She lets it go, so he does too. He gives her apology a kind of a grunt of acknowledgment, which is as close as she'll get to anything. He gives her a bit of the evil eye still, the way someone would size up a dog that growled at them.]

Well, we should be sticking together, on account of the...whatever might be lurking around here. I get the feeling those ain't just statues.

[He gestures at the tin-man, lion and scarecrow. He doesn't mean that he thinks they're petrified people, but more like a warning, or someone with a really sick sense of decorating choosing the local furniture.]