> "You mean the giant red beast to the west? And I hope you do, because that at least tells me it's not a product of my imagination."
> Unsheathe the sword, then point back at the beast with the umbrella.
> "Anyway, that thing..."
> Raise the sword a bit (in a non-threatening manner).
> "...was in this thing. I would love to tell you it's some embodiment of evil, but right now it seems to want to avoid me more than anything else. Which I'm not going to complain about, given ten minutes ago it tried repeatedly to gore me, trample me, and scare me out of my sanity, and I'm pretty sure it broke something when it did manage to stomp on me once."