He's proud of himself for saying that much - the talking painting is creepy and weird and threw him off a little. But, he's good. This will work fine.

"Don't worry about it. I can get out if it's too much. It's fine." Unless the magic horny painting gave them ropes he can't break out of. That would be new. "Yeah? You hunt bandits and stuff? I do that. Back home."

He blinks and looks at her. "Well, I think I'm at your mercy now. You can do pretty much whatever you want to me now."