"Mmmrrrr?..." He growled with a pleased sounding tone, still licking his wounds. The pain wasn't that bad anymore, most of it had cleared up from the magic Steven used. "Whatever that means... Hehee..." He says in a bored voice. He didn't like the idea of being restricted to how he could treat the others. And, oh boy... He could just imagine smashing that wooden ship up as if it was a small house. That mouse, after everything, would get his payback when Steven was gone.