Voph chuckled quietly at the woman, looking up at the caravan, and lifting a hand towards Traveler in acknowledgement of his response.  "You'd have gotten along well with my father, Miss Stoneheart.  Perhaps the one being I've ever known to be more grumpy than you.  But in this case, I'll defer to your far superior intellect.  When the time comes to fight, I assure you I'll refrain from action and be taking very studious notes as to how to properly kill boogiemen.  And worry not, you haven't given me the slightest hint you even know the meaning of 'friendly'."

Naturally, Voph had no intention of actually sitting out a fight, even against this Kamarouri.  He'd never been one to shy from a good scrap, even at risk of his own life.  That said, Voph felt the doubt creeping into his mind.  He may very well have underestimated this beast when he first began.  After all, a being with the power to threaten entire worlds was nothing new where he was from.  Hell, he couldn't even remember a time the entire system wasn't embroiled in some kind of war.  As well as Rosa's attitude that mirrored his father, opting to grossly underestimate his own chances, rather than allow a shred of hope to be torn from him.  And yet, there was something about Rosa's certainty that Voph found unsettling.  He wasn't given the time to mull this over for long, however, as his attention was quickly diverted to the group approaching them.  His hand flew to his pistol out of instinct, but relaxed visibly when he saw the group was not brandishing weapons.  As they approached, he remained quiet, lest he incur the snark of Rosa once more.