*he materializes behind Zach, having been forced out of the flames, a smirk on his face. But then the purple shimmer in his eyes turns to a more normal black as he hears the question.
???: *teenage boy voice* Uh, probably not yet. I would appreciate not being killed though. Being put together cell by cell is not as fun of an experience as you'd think. *nervous chuckle* Uhm, wassup Zach, you seem fun. But we were just passing through, don't mind us, Gyatsu is feeling particularly devil-ly today. We'll get out of your hair.