[That makes him freeze and stare at her, jaw clenching just a little as he tries not to take that personally.]
 
Perhaps…while I am in this form, you are correct.
 
[Because in his normal, blue, big headed form – he is very much alone in the universe. A few breaths, and his tension – and memories – are smoothed away, and the subject deflected back to her.]
 
I’ve heard…mentionings. Minion always went on and on about human things, I barely paid much mind – I was far to busy working on plans, construction weapons to destroy the city to listen.
 
…Has something to do with death, yes?
 
[Watching her closely.]