He cautiously listened to her words. Grant wasn't entirely sure of whether to trust her now or not. Though there was that rush of goodness within his rampage, he still had the hunch of killing her for his own safety. She was bound to turn against him, slaughter him into a pile of mush until he was no more than just a bloody corpse and nothing more. It shuddered him slightly, as he perked up to ask another question, reaching for yet another bottle to his left. [color=007236]"S-so...what's it like...b-being...being the Flaming Titan?"[/color]