"Oh, no no no. As lovely as they are, insects don't really have the capacity to be 'sweet' the way we mean it." He said it with affection in his voice. Though he wasn't necessarily chiding Yorolaie despite the words, it was something he felt very strongly about and he wanted it said. His wasps seemed to like him, but that was pheromones secreted by his spores, and the warmth his body and clothing offered. The same went for his elephant beetle. Crom believed in respecting the animals for what they were, and not anthropomorphizing them. It was respectful of their little lives.

He could only hope the abomination had gleaned that from his mind, whenever it batted playfully at his thoughts.

That was another thing to worry about, and his guts clenched with anxiety considering it. He could only hope Dionaea would go to it and make sure that it wasn't taken by anyone else.

Despite those thoughts, he answered Yorolaie with a smile and a shake of his head.

"I just like sweet things. Good energy in them. So I theme named my beetles!"