[ he reaches over to take the bottle from her once she's finished pouring, not to stop her but to refill his own glass so he doesn't have to get up again. he won't stop anyone drinking their fill if in turn they'll leave him alone just the same. ]

Ah. I imagine that suits you very well. Needing to trap something just sounds tiring. I much prefer to hunt..

[ which is even more entertaining for him now that he can fly. he really hopes he's earning a reputation among the humans for it. ]

Even if it kills other monsters less effectively, steel works just as well, especially if they can't see.

[ because the fog god gave him napalm and he will definitely spit it in your eyes. ]