Trixcillia felt more vindicated than ever in her current size when she learned that there were predators who considered humans a part of their diet. Surely they wouldn't bother her at all in that case! She did study the holographic projection which Evy created for the group out of curiosity, the felintis was almost but not quite cute. She'd definitely have come up with a funner name for it. The Dryadi was distracted from such thoughts by the AI's declaration that she'd been spying on everyone doing filthy things. She huffed and glowered at the synthetic woman from her perch on Speaker's head, crossing her arms over her chest. It wasn't that she minded the invasion of privacy, far from it; she was annoyed not to have known there had been audience when she'd pleasured herself in her quarters. She'd definitely have put on more of a show in that case, it was directly tied into the art of seduction. When they finally returned to the ship she'd definitely give Evy something to delight in!<br/><br/>Speaker seemed intent on his meditation, even with the petite Trix settled on his cranium and she decided not to interrupt him for the time being. It had been a long journey, especially for the poor folks who had had to walk, or slither or whatever the malfroms did, all the way down the tree. This was the best time to get some rest she figured, stretching her arms up above her head with a yawn before repositioning herself to lay down on her side. "<span style="color: #ff8000">Stupid humans and their stupid blankets,</span>" she mumbled, just as rightfully indignant about the previous surveyor's lack of foresight as Luna was, if not more so. Eyes closed and readying for sleep, Trix's hair and wings continued to glow brightly in the dark cavern, the Dryadi oblivious to the encrouching large breasted snake moths she was attracting.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>