Noted! They're not quite there yet, but they're getting cloooose.
What are we doing here?! We're so sorry, your highness! Are we not allowed to breathe the same are as you do? We monsters forget sometimes...
[Their tongue lashes out to coil around the imp's neck, holding him fast so he can't run from the consequences. Life seems so much more precious when it isn't hidden behind a screen, mm? But they aren't squeezing yet, so there's still a chance for the creature to talk his way out of it... somehow.]