"Very well," they say cautiously. This is sounding far more serious than it's meant to be, from how Monzun has seen Sweetheart's previous attempts to be friendly. They've done all they can to protect what is theirs, however, and even the old Yogi (if he still exists) doesn't need a Temple in the way a god does, should it end up ruined.

("Not like it'd matter anyway! Stealthy ol' bastard.")

("And it might be fine, in the end! And...well, our Creature may be big, and his may be ferocious...but we can repair it later, still!")

Perhaps. They require and desire his regard less than ever.

"We shall meet when your Creature is recovered?" Monzun suggests, tugging a lightly-vibrating Sweetheart away further. Holy Flies can linger for quite some time.