"Nevertheless, they enable it," Kankri mutters in discontent. "Their inability to see us as people does not make us any less so. They may believe as they like, but forcing others to participate for their own satisfaction is simply - wrong. Disgusting. We aren't props."

He takes another, rather more savage bite of his pastry as he glances over at their guests.

"I'm sorry you both have been pulled into this, for what it's worth. I wish you luck in surviving or in escaping this arena, whichever is your priority."

A pause, and then he pokes Venus in the side. "You need to eat, not just pick at that, you know."