[Pratt arches an eyebrow but doesn't say anything. In his mind Connor is far more likely to go flying apart like an erector set caught in a windstorm, but that's probably not a nice thing to say.]

It would be, but I'm not going to. I worked for weeks on this range and I'm not going to let some shaggy, overgrown cows wreck it.

[He actually worked on something and he's not going to let it be ruined by some weird mammoth hybrids. Fuck that noise.]