Well, that's certainly an... unorthodox perspective, at least compared to what he usually hears from Snow or Crane. With them it's all rules, regulations, blah blah don't be a wolf. And sure, rules have their place in society, they're not completely worthless or anything, but some of them are just needlessly restrictive. Bigby was born wild, and no matter how much he pretends to be a man these days, he's really not. Either way, the comparison has him looking over at her, considering. "That what you do?" he asks. "Run a business?"

It might be the first time someone's actually been envious of him, and he's not quite sure what to say, at first. Maybe the grass really is greener and all that. But her question gets a low chuckle out of him, unexpected but not unwelcome. Though he's not prone to stupid jokes or wordplay, it isn't every day he gets a setup this clean. "I run like the wind." With a lineage like his, he'd better. "If you want to run with me, I hope you're quick."