Brandon's first instinct is to snarl back, raise his hackles, and match Matthew's aggressive attitude... But he doesn't. He had come too far to get himself killed for Pride.
He keeps his head down, eyes glancing around furtively as the smells surround him, but mainly locked on Matthew "With all due respect, everywhere I go in this town smells like someone else's shit. I'm sorry, though, I meant no harm or slight. I can leave peacefully."
Had to meet the locals somehow. At least they're not tearing my throat out -- yet.