Kuja may have a harder time extricating himself from Snow White. The demon's grip tightened to a clamp on Kuja's arm as Snow heard the cries of his lunch boy in pain.

"Otogi?" He stared out at the trees, his hold on Kuja no longer to keep the mage here but to ground himself.

"It... It's not real..." he murmured to himself, trying to listen to the others, trying to focus. But it sounded so close, like Otogi was just out of sight and needed him!