<span style="font-style: italic">- You couldn't resist, could you? You just had to try to swallow me down, right? You just couldn't let me go once you were done with the otter?</span>she asks, sighing, not really sounding angry but rather sad.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- I thought... I hoped that, given the friendly way we acted towards each other since we met, you wouldn't try to eat me, or ask before trying, like a friend would. Looks like I was wrong...</span>