Patar lets out a yowl seeing the creatures huge tenticles reach out and grab him and Baz. He struggles a bit then quickly realize how stupid that is seeing where he is. He cringes hearing the creatures options. He tries to be brave in front of Baz. "Ahhhhhh, I agree with Baz. I would choose perishing of old age. "He chuckles a bit and looks at Baz then back again. "We had to try. Noone wants to die." He looks at Baz. " I can't swim. I hate the water. I don't want to go that way. If it comes down to it. I would rather feed the creature. I hope you understand. " He sighs then chuckles "That still was one hell of a try. Problem is that it fried the wrong one. " His fur still smelling burnt.