[Gobbet listens intently, nodding where appropriate.]

Huh. Neat.

[So he specializes in bugs. In her world, that would make him an insect shaman. A part of a malicious hive mind that seeks to consume and distort all it can. One that exists only to grow itself larger.]

[But, she notes, they aren't her world. So while the comparison may be easy to make, it's hardly fair or accurate.]

[Gobbet rests her chin in her hand and looks Guzma up and down again. What she's looking for is anyone's guess.]

We're not so different then. We both summon creatures to help us, have dedicated ourselves to a specific type of creature, and hate when people think our partners are gross.