After continuing to walk along and leave the others behind, she prods her already still swollen stomach a few times and frowns. "You know... it's funny, but that time it didn't... feel nearly as good," Alizome admits to Xarces. "The first time with the magic going it was almost as good as sex. Maybe even," she says with the air of someone who is making a great and painful concession, "Better than being swallowed myself! But this time..." she prods again, putting one foot in front of the other, "...I don't know. It's still... nice? And of course it'll be good to not have to buy as many rations when we get back into town." Another sigh. "I suppose it's different for those back there that are naturally predators. Me, I can't help but feel it's a little<span style="font-style: italic">wrong</span>, cosmically, when I get around someone. Maybe it's just that I don't really know any of those guards. And they never had a chance. It's just like I ate a pork chop." Alizome sighs again, ears drooping. "Oh well. Nothing for it but to keep walking."