Naomi vomited a little when Felicity's hand plunged into the hole that was left in her abdomen. She sobbed and groaned as her entrails were pulled and tugged out of her, the newly healed flesh tearing and bleeding as it became broken again. The loss of blood left her pale and drowsy, but her rate of healing managed to keep pace with at least the blood loss enough to keep her conscious throughout. "You're no better than me." She said weakly with a grim smile on her face.