He looked up at the sight of tentacles and reached for his sword before... a person? seemed to emerge from behind them. The boot on Rasso just made him huff in uncharacteristic annoyance as he raised his gaze to meet Reaper's. He didn't know this person, and this person didn't know him - or his story.

"No, but he deserves it for murdering and torturing villagers." His voice was low and angry, his fists clenched. "If I hadn't blown him to dust I'd have said I hope he rots." He was dreaming, he was... reasonably sure - but that didn't stop the emotions from being there. "He deserves nothing but the worst for all he's done. For making me lose control."