Well you didn't have to point at me!

[His voice isn't angry, just softly startled. Maybe a little apprehensive.]

Besides, with the apparent rate of your digestion, I'm certain I could free myself from your body before I disintegrated. Probably.

[Sighing, he settled back down.]

And no one has managed to come up with even the slightest inkling as to how to combat the whims of this spiteful fog goddess?