"So.. I'll see you back at the manor?" The prospector laughed as he crouched down in front of your chair, only seconds away from sending you back towards the manor as he hummed to himself.

"I mean. I could save you, I could. But I'm just sooo tired from.. all this kiting." he continued to throw these little jokes around, before his brow twitched a bit. "The kiting you made me do after you had the balls to actually lead the hunter to me."

He spoke with a straight face, yet his tone was full of condescendance along with pettiness as he watched you inching closer towards your demise. Though, who knows. Maybe he would save you 1 millisecond before you were sent off.

Or maybe he'd truly be petty enough to let you fly away back towards the manor and risk the 4 man win.