"Wouldn't know for sure. Pretty much every human coming into my world is defenseless, no weapons like that." Therefore assessing how dangerous anyone who doesn't know a thing about guns or weaponry can be is just guesses for him.

Still, some things are easier to be attuned to. Flaps of wings, the whistle of something crossing the air, all that is universal and easy to catch if you got good hearing like he does -- or experience like Dan does. It's unmistakable, and Garurumon stands up and pretty casually blocks an arrow with his paw. In matter of less than a second he saw the arrow, he saw how small it is, and foolishly and born from a little too much confidence in his own strength, merely let it hit a paw. Doesn't even break skin, really, it just hits a bean and pretty much bounces off.

But magic arrows is something he knows nothing about. Just that much contact was enough.

"The stables are fine but I'd like more a place for myself up here. I tolerate you all far more than I like to show."

Pause. And Garurumon slaps his paw over his eyes.

"I didn't just say that!"

It's pretty obvious he distrusts humans but also warmed up to the place more than he wants to admit. He's the kind of person who digs his heels instead of admitting being wrong or changing his mind about something, really.