"I wasn't," the Balladeer continues to insist. He barely spares Johnny (angry Johnny) a glance, holding Greta's gaze earnestly. "And none of us are cursed! I mean, that's normal."

He nods towards Johnny, suspended in the brambles, and flashes him a rather less honest smile. "Great to see you again." Did that sound sarcastic? Good, he actually meant it for once. Because while their previous encounter was at least partially his own fault...yeah, no, there's a few hard feelings.

"Also..." He turns back to Greta, reaching for a few more truths to twist. "We've never met, my shirt is black, aaaand we are not in the woods right now. See, I'm fine, this is great." Judging from his tone and the strain evident in his face even as he smiles, he feels anything but fine.