With the too-strange food here on the island thus far, he shoves this food he recognizes into his face at record pace. Even though Huaisang had a headstart on him, he's rapidly gaining ground. He might not finish his plates before Huaisang, but he'll be close on his heels.

At Huaisang's point, however, he can only open his mouth and pause. "I'm imagining it," he agrees, and it's very much a thoughtful agreement. "That is...tactically sound. If lewd."

That last bit is a grumble because, well. Topless.

"I guess if it belongs to a god then I shouldn't worry too much about it, either. But, ah—" He eyes his brother. "If your Windmaster is a god, can they fight the god of this island? Because that would be very useful. I would stand by their side if they could do that."