Zaana swings open her huge jaws - she was five times Asperia's size, after all - and shows the soft blue insides to the little snake. It looked like the sort of place that would be nice to head into, part of the reason why her species were successful hunters even in the arctic. Her long tongue winds its way out of her maw and encircles Asperia's neck, dragging the little snake's head inside and enclosing it within her warm flesh as she shuts her jaws carefully.