[Unfortunately for Hunter, Artorias actually has been treating him just the same as he would an adult, and being dismissed out of hand like this, on this particular topic... It hits him in a place of old memories. Of the cold. Of the dark. Of the end.

He takes the greatsword from his shoulder and thrusts it into the ground in front of him, sinking far enough that it stays upright.

A warning. A plea.]

...Are you certain I cannot persuade you to turn back? Or would you try to continue forward, even if it may upset the very balance of the worlds?

[If this were a videogame, there would be faint hints of boss music beginning in the background.]