He held your arms around him carefully as he rode towards the ranch on his horse, Bombshell, with you sat behind him, arm around his waist. He looks towards an average imp visitor trying to wrestle a Hell Hog with a chuckle, nodding towards it with his head as he looks behind at you.

Striker: "Look at that beaut, how d'ya think hes doin'?"

He asks sarcastically, riding towards the ranch faster to go and kill the Hell Hog himself, just to show off.