Valeska's grin was almost giddy. She could imagine it- a line up of dead humans (probably) set up like dolls around a tiny, goblin sized table. In which he'd be offering them the most delicious of meals, probably containing parts of those humans already dead, and getting drunk and lewd.
Her eyes rolled over the little green man's form.
"I must say, I used to never be a fan of goblins. Perhaps it's that sort of a reputation, you know, the liking to eat human's bit. Who would have thought our kinds could be so... similar?"
Though she'd never consider eating a human, she could definitely get into this art form of torture.
"But tell me... I'm sure you've got, well, other forms of entertainment. I'm sure goblins have loads of things they do for fun."