They probably would have been even before Hell made its upgrates to him. Squalo always had a pretty strong set of chompers, and now, well. Sharkier than ever, he could probably chew through metal if he decided he wants to.

"Sounds like you won," he shrugs, eyes on the paper. As soon as he sees the word, he just turns back to Noiz; apparently he actually does not have this one in his list. Once again, he raises an eyebrow at the explanation.

"How is that her repaying anything? Sounds like she just owes you twice now."

Let it never be said that he's a selfless lover or anything.