Omega quickly figured out that he couldn't hold his own against the snowgoons. He has no weapons and even with the limitations imposed on him by his current living situation, he knows the odds of survival.

They aren't in his favor.

But then he sees his opportunity. The glint of flame is unmistakable and the wielder looks... promising.

"Oh I do want something unfortunate to happen, just not to me." Omega chuckles and returns Chara's grin with his own. Yes, he likes these odds much better.

"I brought company by the way. I'm sure you've met." He gestures to the snowgoons who've been so frustratingly persistent in trailing him.