For an instant, looking down the ambusher's open mouth to the darkness further down, Alizome feels a little... tingle, a pleasant anticipation of having a warm body wrapped around her again. Sure, it'd hurt, but the others would probably have this fight covered without her and she'd be safe in no time at all!<br/><br/>And then she starts to<span style="font-style: italic">grow.</span><br/><br/>Well, it wasn't being eaten, but other instincts are willing to pick up the slack there and her mouth floods with saliva as she looks *down* at the enemies that had chosen her...