We were expecting a session, but we had no idea you'd fit on a fingernail. When the door opened, there was no one there and it's only stuck under a sole that we finally found you, too small to notice, too small to feel, too small for just about everything we had planned. So we improvised, because something had to be done with something as insignificant as you. Since you're clearly no use to us as a slave, you'll serve as a little snack instead and honestly, is there a more fitting end for something your size than disappearing into our stomachs without anyone even noticing?