[The picture he is presented with through the camera is surprising enough, but he doesn't even have time to think about it when he hears those words, that different voice come through. He almost leans away from his journal, caught off-guard as he was, but he stays his ground and only narrows his eyes, studying the face carefully. Different, but… This was Mithos, right? There was no one else with that name in the journals, no one who had an appearance similar enough to his.

But those words.] Inferior beings, hm? Sorry, I'm going to keep insulting you whether you accept the worries or not. I can't be the only one worrying about your safety out there, especially with an attitude like that.