Bimpnott starts from the laughter, and he holds up his sword defensively.
When it fades, though, he eases somewhat as he accepts Terry's explanation.
"Kids," he sighs, with the weary tone of any guardsman who's had to deal with children's pranks everywhere. Then the firbolg shrugs and moves back to the two statues inside, moving between them and deeper into the house if he finds nothing in particular.