I... I see. [Except he doesn't. He's never met a hunter before that would be willing to die in killing a dragon; most of them, when faced with a creature too strong for them, ran away, valuing their lives above the kill. He can't understand why this stranger (except he isn't, is he?) would be willing to give up his life, in search for him.
He isn't worth anyone's life.]
[Quietly, he whispers, a murmur that gets lost in the wind that picks up suddenly,] ... you won't be.