The Balladeer still looks a little disgruntled, but he isn't one to push the issue. "Okay. I don't know the way out," He points over his shoulder, back the way he came, "but I've got a ton of sharp things."

Seriously, if she'd mentioned it he would've stopped on the way and grabbed something, but he doesn't carry knives or other sharp implements regularly. What would he need one for? Still, he moves past Greta to start circling Johnny and his briar patch. "There's a ton of them. One of us can try to untangle him, and the other can pull?"