"Oh! Okay then," replies Candie, nodding in understanding. "I guess I'll really 'fit in' around here, then! But is there a system for reforming prey? And is there somewhere I can go to sleep? A plastic box isn't the most comfortable place in the world."<br/><br/>"Well then..." replies Zaana, smiling as she moves her head down to his tail and opens up her maw wide, her tongue snaking out and wrapping itself around the smooth scales, getting a firm grip with which to tug him inside.