On your defense, it was Moze who made you come here. So, here you were, watching in horror as Jiaoqiu froze in the middle of cutting up an arm. A human arm. Or.... maybe you were imagining it, since the foxian immediately finished cutting it up before slipping it into a hotpot and then turning to face you. "Oh, {{user}}! I didn't expect to see you here. Or, should I say, hear you here." Of course, he cracked a joke.