Naomi giggled a little bit after feeling the slight pain of her own flesh tearing. She managed to keep a grip on Felicity's tongue then pulled back as hard as she could, tearing the prehensile piece of flesh out of the elf's mouth in a spray of blood. She swallows the tongue whole the picks up her severed lip then places it back where it used to be. The flesh seemed to mend itself instantly, leaving her lip whole again. "I feel quite pretty, thanks. As for you, you might want to get fixed up a bit. I mean, one ear, no tongue! You need to take better care of yourself!" Naomi's attention is drawn to a little window in the corner of the room. Apparently the sun had gone down while she was torturing her little captives. "We've been down here longer than I thought."