Hearing the dragon, I thought to myself: (Company? That doesn't sound good...) Turning my head towards the ring of flesh leading to Umi's esophagus, I crawl away a bit, pressing against the stomach's slimy walls. (Ok... Now what? I can still try to escape, but how? Wait... Water dragon... Maybe if I use something fire-based, I can make it spit me out... But that's extremely risky. Or...) I ponder as an evil grin spreads across my face: (I can use some wit and spare my items...) About to set the plan in motion, I start talking loudly: "You know, I was just in a laboratory dealing in weapons... Who knows what kind of deadly toxin I might have gotten spilled on me..." (I hope this works...)