(( I suppose she could, but that's a lot of goo and she better hope she doesn't get disintegrated herself if Kuro-Puurin decides to engulf her with it. ))<br/><br/>It was Glaive's turn to roll his eyes at seeing Vangelos taking a moment to get sentimental.<br/>"Right then. If we're all done with giving out hugs and playing with swords than let's go." Glaive said rather harshly before running off toward the escape pods. Glaive could feel the heat from the fire spreading further, eager to consume everything it touched, much like the black sludge that had plagued their ship. Glaive grinned at the thought of how similar the two were. Always ready to consume, but not caring in the slightest the effects it had on the world as a whole. He knew that he wouldn't be able to sleep well tonight. Not with that fiendish creature's face embedded in his mind. But then again it wasn't the worst thing he's ever seen . . .