[ Sorry he's not used to being the one kidnapped. He's used to being the one kidnapping and inflicting trauma on everyone, not the other way around. And as much as he wants to ignore those little facts to keep his distaste at bay it's evident on his expression how much this irritates him: with furrowed brows and lips twisted into a deep frown. ]

I don't wanna be in someone's stomach. [ Mumbled bitterly, with a little more resentment in his voice than he'd like to surface. He thinks of Alula, a mess of organs and limbs of Gods that they managed to devour; disgustingly grotesque despite the flower budding across the mass of their body. Just the thought that he could be inside something similar makes his blood run hot.

And he's hungry on top of that? Hangry. ]

So does everyone live next to that kind of view? I doubt they're letting everyone live in great conditions. [ Call him a pessimist but his own world still treats everyone like shit despite God's ruining everything. (He helped!) ]