While Lillissa works on her first ever prey Nez grabs herself another. Even with her belly this massive it hardly hinders her ability to hunt. The effective surrender of hope of the people trapped in the church with the chosen certainly helps her catch the next course. Her eating them isn't breaking Rissle's promise. The inside of Nezazit's belly is a blissful place experience one's final moments. And if she happens to grab someone that comes with some family also present? All the better to practice swallowing multiple prey with. In fact if there were an obvious such unit that'd be her preference to nab. In the lack of such family units she'd go for a woman that she could finally savor on the way down. "Worry not. For my stomach will give you bliss during your final moments."<br/><br/>Once she's finished the latest round of expanding her waistline Nez returns to Lillissa's side for a moment. It's not that she wants to stop eating the villagers. If given the go ahead from her fellow preds she'd eat the entire crowd and probably ask for seconds. But as a show of compassion toward her new 'sister'. "Feeling better now that you've finally fed your hunger?" she asks while giving Lillissa's bloated belly a solid grope. "Hopefully these aren't anyone you know personally. I wouldn't want to be involved in devouring my hometown either. But when the hunger builds all we can do is feed." Though in Nez's case it's looking more like feed and feed and feed and feed as another hungry rumble emanates from her middle over the overworked glorps of digestion.