[He turns more towards the table now, staring at him for a moment with that news, and then staring at the rice on his plate. He's not sure how to process this information just yet. On the one hand this is hella great news. Fuck yes. Demon. Watch out because he is going to be smiting some bitches here soon. Man shit does this mean he'll get wings? What kind of magic will he get to control? This was gonna be so great...

On the other, as excited as he is, he does not quite feel up to celebrating just yet. His hands are still shaking somewhat, from both the puking earlier and what he assumes are the effects of salt on a demon here in Ryslig. He's not at all bothered by the plain rice because of this, even if it is a little disappointing he can't have any of the curry to go with it.

Ah well, he can at least give a (admittedly weaker) cackle at this information, taking a bite of his rice.]

Clearly this "God" of theirs came to the realization of what calamity would befall her "kingdom" should she rob a powerful demon of his might.

[That's right, Fog God. You give him back what is rightfully his!!]

Fuahahaha, she is a fool either way, however! The downfall of her reign is still assured simply with my presence here. She is merely facilitating this usurping of her throne by returning me to my previous endowment.