Nymph: Are you sure you want to eat that?
Otyugh: nom
Queen: Uhh, that thing looks sharp.
Otyugh: NOM
Nymph: I think I'm going to be sick.
Otyugh: mmmmm... tasty. 60000% daily iron dose.
Queen: As your monarch I command you not to do that again.
Otyugh: Again? *looks around* OOH another one! Shiny!
Nymph: *facepalm*
Otyugh: NOMNOMNOM
Queen: What an idiot.
Nymph: Is there an archangel in the house? That can't be good for him, can it?
Queen: Certainly not!
Otyugh: *looks at nymph* -NOM-
Nymph: ...et tu... *dies*
Queen: We are not amused.
Otyugh: *checks queen's hp* NOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOM
Last Dirk: FFFFFfffffuuuu.... it has 1 more hp than me now.
Otyugh: nom.