"But for the moment!"

Louis had not hovered after the roaches, opting to stay in the kitchen where he can avoid being snacked on. But he still has the flame throwing arm up and ready to use. Just in case. His optic sensor goes back and forth between the two humans, sizing them up the best he is able.

"Humans still require food, yes?"

It's an honest question, asked at a lower voice and a bit hesitantly. Things may have changed.