[How dare you stop him from pivoting!!! He tries to stop Venti from taking the glass halfheartedly, his arm hanging in the air before the glass gets back to him, refilled. SIGHS.]

I'm well enough. I was put on a team named "Cerberus" with a number of people from other worlds, and we were pit against other teams and made to decide who lives and dies in some twisted "games"....

.... My team never lost, somehow. Not in any way that resulted in any. Death. Not that I'm any more pleased at coming out on top.

So I have come out of it in one piece. The Warden was defeated after much effort.

[He's fine! He didn't say it but surely it was implied.]

It's not poisonous, it is simply a nuisance.