Mia would begin doubting herself as she considered that Miles likely was not going to come back, and the predator inside clamors for the people in her belly to be digested. Her self control and composure break with a cascade of gurgles emanating from her belly, acid again churning into her gut. Inside the acid would not hurt, but begin burning them nonetheles, bubbling and churning around them.<br/><br/>((<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/411789">Digestion</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">2d6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">4</span>)) likely enough to kill, but possibly not))<br/><br/>Mia can't help but let out a pained moan as she loses control over her stomach. On one hand, she was hurt by the idea of killing others, but on the other the primal feeling of a meal being finally consumed gives her near orgasmic pleasure.