"... I mean. Arbitrary matter includes pulling things apart. Tell the left arm to go one way, everything else to go the other way - it was the most obvious thing to do. After I took him to space, I tried that - he seemed to be made out of layers, no internal organs. Like the world's most murderous onion. The only problem was, the most inner layers were - super dense. Impossibly dense. I tried to rip those apart and couldn't manage it.

"Then I tried crushing them, and that didn't work either. So I ripped off all of the layers I could rip off, and hit him with the most unbreakable thing I had available." Pause. "Which was starting to show some promise, but then the Simurgh showed up."