He was starting to get used to people being able to sneak up on him, but only starting. He somehow managed to stumble in surprise, wings snapping out to keep his balance, ready to take off again if he had to, even despite the fact that he was tired.
The laughter, however, settled him, at least a little, that was something he was more used to. His brow creased at the statement, and a little more at the question, "I guess sometimes." A shrug that was mostly wings, "Max would say so, anyway."