There's Something Inside Me

When the precious and precarious pink damsel was free of her dilemma, she had the nerve to judge him for eating it. "Well it's better to eat it than be eaten by it," he mumbled. If he were half as drunk, he might have gotten a little more sour, but honestly he was having trouble feeling anything other than drunk so he kept on drunken. He tossed the creature back into the water, saving one tentacle to crunch on while he ambled behind the mistress. After a moment, she was at a bottle and he was just about out of tentacle. Slurping the rest of it down, Ashmedai cleared his throat, "Thinkin' about sharing? Y'know since I totally saved your life from the octo- death monster."