Stanisek would feel the long, relatively thick pink tongue slip around his hand and arm as he met it midflight, the fleshy apendage wrapping around his wrist, as well as flicking at his scales, undoubtedly sampling his flavour, atleast until he was suddenly yanked back with it. The ignu would feel the tongue tense up as it was reeled in, and would hear Kera incoherent whines and partially muffled complaints once he was pulled into the portal along with the rest.<br/><br/>After getting her tongue back inside her mouth where it belonged, after gently rubbing over it's sore state, Kera sniffled a bit as she held back tears. Using such a sensetive organ as a rope wasn't pleasant, after all, especially not with the way Mathew had handled it. But she understood that it had been necessary. After a quick scan around the enclosed, weirdly serene room, in stark contrast to the chaos outside, the upset froggen woman laid her eyes on the trial tablet and wandered over to dicipher it, deciding not to say anything, so that she wouldn't throw in any unecessary complaints.