"Just making sure. I'll probably have to say some pretty disgusting crap if I want to be on their good side," Zetta said, with a grimace. "And, uh... "

Your opinion of me really matters to me was the sentiment he was going for, but there was absolutely no Overlordly way to express that. Not that he could think of, not with those feelings clouding up his though process.

"Damn it," the book grumbled. "I didn't miss my body so much before, but now..."