Will he... Die? Grezra seems to think of her offer. She did say she would mold him to anew but- naw... She must be meaning a part of her. At least through his death he'll be worth something. He seems disappointed, an odd betrayal despite her kind outer nature. He doesn't have a say as lifestock, but maybe he just felt like he could have one. It made him cry more. It irritated him. He nodded yes, because it seems like he's given up. Nobody wants him, that's what he was seeming to tell himself. It's like an evil demon was in the back of his head confirming all of his worst fears and torturing his consciousness. It hurt him to think about. As the kiss hit his snout, he simply just... flinched, covering his eyes as they look up, and darkness would hit him. He wasn't scared of the darkness, just of death. The darkness of his metal box was almost all he knew, it made him wonder what light almost was. The feeling of her mouth wrapping around him made him think more of both negative and positive feelings. It made him think of death, but also of protection like the metal box he was in had given him. He felt confused and stricken with conflicted emotions that made him even more at odds with himself.