He can understand that, but it doesn't make him any less determined to have power without belonging to anyone. He huffs a little through his vents though, once again adopting a pouty expression.

He can't keep it up though, as she rises with his talon, appearing to be skewered straight through the transparent-ish chest. He stares at his claw, feeling the tiny bit of sensation, obviously intrigued by the performance.

"Can you go through anything?" he asks, moving his finger from side to side a little.