If the Stalfos had proven to be anything other than still sane, Joseph would have put it down the moment he felt it enter the guild hall. As it was, he hadn't done anything other than further cement that he wasn't going to go on a murderous rampage when they least expect it. "Well, if you know who it is that's coming, then maybe you can give us the odds of us beating the leader of this particular darkness." Sensing something off to the left in a tree, he draws an arrow, draws back the string and fires, a Wall Master falling to the ground dead and rolling out of the bushes. The ranger retrieves his arrow as they walk and puts it back in his quiver after wiping off the blood. "Guess I need to take a some time between adventures to clear the forests around here again."