[And, in turn, Garry does his best to try and think carefully when his god asks his opinion. It's become pretty obvious to him that his god thinks a lot, to the point that he's not entirely sure he can keep up with it. Whatever kind of person he was in life, Garry is pretty sure it wasn't a Nobel Peace Prize winner. Still, this much is the least he can do.]

[After a few moments of thinking, one hand curled at his chin, he comes onto an answer.]

It might be better for everyone involved- including you, too- if maybe we didn't dismantle them- [Another grimace, because oh that sounds horrific.] -but rather, maybe... Just tied them up and got them out of the way? There's no telling what kind of creepy thing might happen if you do that, or if it'll even work.

You could use me to do that, right? That way we don't have to recreate a scene out of a horror movie, but also no one has to deal with them anymore. At least until we figure out how they even got into these bodies....

[Hand swinging down back to his side, he looks to Komaeda to gauge if that's an idea worth meriting.]