He flexes his claws nervously, trying to think of a reasonable answer that will satisfy the question, expression constantly flitting between worry and aggravation.

"I am his second and his advisor. It's my job provide input when necessary and keep my mouth shut when it is not, regardless of how I actually feel about any given situation."

One wing twitches nervously. It's obvious that he knows that doesn't really answer the question, but he's not really sure what else this troll expects him to say.