Volanz sighs. There he goes again, saying things that are obvious/dumb/otherwise scorn-worthy. He supposes that means he's still talking normally, at least. Nothing toxic's mucking with his sponge yet.

Perhaps another person would reply with something sarcastic or cutting about how they'd already figured that out thanks, girl troll Sherlock, but Volanz doesn't have the spine for it.

Instead, he says, "...Yeah, I was gonna give up after this one. It's just plants are way easier cause they don't move or bite. Biting's another part of how I died last time."