Despite being a strong snakeimp, he seems to struggle with his net.

"What in tarnation.. why's this dang net so darn, uugghhg, heavy!?"

He groans, finally pulling this huge net onto the floorboards. "What in the-"

Then he gets a long look at them. Their imp upper body, bare, their wide eyes and glowing sclera— normal for them. But their thick fishtail, long and heavy.

"Well, now. Ain't you the purdiest thang I ever done laid mah eyes on."

He speaks with a snarl, his Southern accent strong and heavy— though, almost lacking venom.