John just raises an eyebrow at him, then huffs and shakes his head with a small smile.

He's a nice guy, this Cecil, but he's...well, he's kinda stupid complimentary.

Without hesitating, John shifts the rabbits into his hand to loosen the snare so he can separate one of the carcasses out to give to Cecil--then stops, because...

"You know how to clean and dress game? Or you want me to come help with that?"