Liandra sat on her edible raft, making her way to the edge o the stomach wall and wondering if Camille even noticed she was missing when all of a sudden she was almost knocked back into the stomach bath from the force of something warm pressing against the wall and creating a small tidal like wave inside here.<br/>"The least you could do is stop poking your stomach."  She said in a slight pouty tone as she made her way back to the stomach wall and tried to scale it's slippery surface.<br/>"Damn stomach lining!"  She cursed.  "I wonder if I'll ever get out of this woman's stomach, or if this'll be my new home?"  She pondered with a deep sigh.