Ignore it. Ignore her. He wanted to. Oblivion truly did, yet from the first moment she leaned over that balcony ringing the common area, he'd noticed her presence. Fuck yeah, he'd noticed, even as he pretended to not pay attention. Yet ignoring didn't work because he kept casting her sly glances and had seen the trepidation on the pale human's face as she took the platform down alone. Saw her shock, then disgust, as Fred flirted with her on the platform. Almost laughed out loud when she shoved the Ymp off her perch. Then stood when she fell off the ramp, aided by a shove, to land in the jelly-like mass of Glub.
She wasn't hurt. More like probably jiggling in ecstasy given the moist touch of a Glub could induce a rapid orgasm. The sudden fling into climax tended to distract the jelly-blob's prey so they could excrete a digestive agent - in a wide syrupy spray - that turned their victims into a slurry, making them easy to absorb.