'Alright, I'll just command the ghost to follow your orders. I'm still true power, I can't fix that, but I won't take it back, the ghost will always follow you until I decide I want it back, which won't happen.' He sighed in relief, though a tiny bit nervous that the god would use the ghost against him. But that would be quick to solve, he'd just command the ghost not to follow him and then the ghost will stop. He looked back at the two Gem women, worried about Angel.
'Hey, I'm alright' he assured, 'though, I've got a question for your creator… was she made to be evil? She seems like an actual Angel more then anything else, and that would mean she shouldn't be around any of us… except for me, of course, I'm better then all of… wait, no, Neirym guy is better, of course, much more powerful than me.' For an odd reason, he had spent a full minute without hacking or wheezing, just a mild cough. Did the gas wear off? But then he realized that the weirdo who spread this gas would probably try to recreate it if it got weaker, so he decided to cough harder anyway.