He shuddered in the naga's hold, terrified, but doing his very best to keep from looking it. This thing meant to eat him when all was said and done--how could he had been so stupid? To have allowed himself to be caught, and made into a meal by a handsome face and taunting words. But then, perhaps, all was not totally lost. Perhaps he could talk his way out of this, if only long enough to get into the water. If he could get into the water, then the naga would either be forced to leave him be, or to follow and risk being killed. It was his only option now, and sadly, it did not seem as though it were possible. All the same, he had to try, if only to say that he had before he succumbed to--well, he did not wish to think about it.<br/><br/>Looking up with his blue eyes at the creature binding him, he squirmed to break his arms free, adding with a slight hint of disdain, "I only speak what I see. You are obviously a child, if you wish to treat a meal as a toy. Only children play with their food. Were you a man, you would face me as one--no tricks or traps, but in open combat."<br/><br/>The naga was right though, who was he kidding with this speech? He spoke like this to be noble, to be 'somebody', better then others. He knew he was, that life had simply dealt him a bad hand. He knew he was meant for so much more then a shipyard runner, and certainly more then simply a meal for some beast. But even so, the naga's words cut to him. He wasn't fooling him, or anyone else...not really. "You think talking like you would make me any better?" he hissed, blue eyes glinting angrily. "You're a damn beast, barely human, and a perversion of nature. A monster."