OCT: Quintus? Quintuuus? I swear, I have to keep a leash on that man. QUINTUS!!

[gulp]

OCT: ...oh, sweet Venus, if he's doing it again, I swear to every god.

[gulp]

JED: Ahhh. Now THAT'S a meal. Thank ya, Quintus, I appreciate your sacrifice. Now hush up and churn fer me.

OCT: Ahem.

JED: Oh, heyyyyyy. Look who finally decided to pay attention to me.

OCT: You are a literal fucking man baby.

JED: Maybe listen to me when I wanna go out and this won't happen. Idiot.

OCT: Oh, you want to be around me that badly?!

JED: Yeah, actually!

OCT: Be careful what you wish for, boy.

JED: Try me.

OCT: If you insist.

JED: Wh- hey, get yer hands offa me!

OCT: Ahhhh...

[gulp]

JED: H-hey, wait a sec, I was just messin' around, Ock!!

[gulp]

JED: Damn it, lemme out! Stop!!

[gulp]

OCT: Hahh... [urp] There. Now you'll always be with me.

JED: Ugh, gross...

OCT: See what happens when you act like this? You get eaten. Idiot.

JED: Look, I'm sorry. Can you let me out now?

OCT: Is Quintus still alive?

JED: ...maybe?

OCT: Well, there's your answer. You'll be stuck there til he reforms. And if he doesn't, then you'll just have to get used to being part of me. A shame too, I'd have liked to eat you under better circumstances.

JED: Uh- gettin', gettin' kinda tight in here-!!

OCT: Good. Now squirm for me, Jedediah, I could use the entertainment while we wait for Quintus to get back.

JED: What's yer deal with him, anyway!? Is he a better fuck than me?!

OCT: He's my messenger, you prick. I need him for communication purposes. Our relationship is strictly professional-

JED: Yeah? Then how come he's always next to ya even when yer alone?!

OCT: Do you not always keep a notepad on your person?

JED: ...yeah? What's that got to do with-

[urp]

OCT: Pardon me. He's my note-taker as well. Keeps things focused.

JED: ...hm.

OCT: It's easier if you just talk about these things instead of making a mess, you know? Don't eat my men without my say-so. I have all the edible ones in a legion of their own.

JED: ...fine.

OCT: Now get on with that wriggling, I find myself bored, and you don't want me to entertain myself by squeezing you harder, hm?

JED: You're a tyrant, you know.

OCT: Yes, I'm your tyrant. [urp]