"Yeah." Angel says, handing him a stack of 64 steak. "There. This place is Minecraftia, My home world. Everything is made of blocks, You can build whatever you want and do the same, but there are some rules. But you dont need to worry about that." She says, smiling. She thinks. "Hmm.." She says, before standing infront of him, purpously trying to be scary, charging up a blast. "Now, Are you going to play nice? Or do you want to end up like the moon?" She asks, referring to one she blew up prior.