Gosh, thanks. It's my birthday, you know, so as far as I'm concerned you couldn't have picked a better day to prove and celebrate your eternal dominance over all those piratey blue fuckheads.

[Or...whatever. When talking to bastards who act like they're in charge of something, always be supportive of whatever stupid thing they're slavishly faithful to extolling.]

Make sure you kind of get his face in it, will you? Or a claw or something, so it's not just a big wall of red scales.

[AND OVER HE GOES, to strike a pose with a rakish grin and a cheery two-finger salute.

...NEXT TO THE HELLBEAST.]