"We've had literal hell before," Lapis mutters. More than once, technically; maybe that does leave room for this one to be Ange's personal hell, actually, but whatever that's not the point. With the hippo still going, Lapis interrupts to address it again, more firmly. "I think that... dog guy or whatever was calling for you, so why don't you go tell him about your plant food."

That does seem to be enough to tip the hippo over into actually intending to leave, although it still requires a bit more nattering to reach the point of putting that intent into action. After a few more thanks and appreciations, it finally begins trundling away, on a note of: "I'll have to keep you in mind the next time I need something!"

Lapis heaves a long sigh.