[He'd like to tell Pitch to knock it off, honestly, but-- well. He's a spirit himself, after all, and there are plenty of unpleasant things that exist in the realm he was born in. Things that feed on blood, things that prey on the lost and lonely, creatures that smother and break and destroy - but the thing is, all of them are that way for a reason, whether through the natural inclinations of their kind or through mistreatment during life before death. He thinks of the stories of fox demons who were hunted for their consumption of humans, and remembers above all one single comment: don't they have to eat, too?

He watches the black sand for a second, rather than Pitch.]

He's just a human, y'know? He's young and he's tired and he's got a lot to do. So if you get hungry or whatever and he looks like he could use a rest, don't go to him. [A beat, and then:] Come to me instead, okay? I mean, obviously he's still gonna want you to rely on him sometimes, but...

[If he could lighten Haru's burden just a little, that's fine. He doesn't like sleeping, anyway; a few nightmares won't ruin it for him.]