Oh he was getting all 'technical' and whatever now. That wasn't helping his case. Not at all. And he'd been rude again. "I don't care about her life, or her family. I care about the energy inside her blood thats gonna get me home. I care that some stupid STUPID monks made her human so people now want to protect the little brat. And I killed the monks, killed em all dead. But she's still all human shaped. It was just rude of them. Don't you think?"
He didn't agree. He didn't agree cause he was all moralistic about the fake-girl. And burning her. She really didn't like that one bit. He'd have to be taught a lesson. Pushing through the burning pain she pushed her hands to his skull again, only this time she dug in. Deep, deep enough so he'd shut up and let her take his mind.
And he wouldn't burn his Goddess again. Oh no. When the time came. He would learn. She'd make sure and teach him personally.