Hoshor Plains Smackwater jack

The man hummed and hawed, scrunched up his face a bunch like he was really thinking, and then blurted:

Nah, ain't heard of anyone with that name. Can't help you. You sure he lives here? A quirk of his head, tilting it as if he were a child listening to some weird bird chirping and fluttering about; but then he smirks to himself, finding something humorous in apparently nothing, and sinks to his haunches. 

New as he was to this territory, Dingo didn't feel right with leaving some strapping young lad here on the border alone, so he chose to plant himself and keep watch. If this guy's brother did show up then - good for him! But for now Dingo was being cautious.