I wouldn't worry too much about that. You're sleeping, aren't you? So whatever I do take you'll get back anyway, so long as I don't kill you doing it.

[And he wouldn't. Not when Naoya is apparently a great source of fear and anger, two things that he's quickly learned taste absolutely incredible. The nightmare itself also doesn't taste too bad, from the bits he's absorbed so far.

But it's time to really dig his teeth into it, isn't it? He pulls on Naoya with his arm, using his strength to pull him down to a more appropriate height that's likely incredibly uncomfortable for Naoya himself.]

I'll take care of this nightmare for you for real this time. As a gift to my beloved big brother.