The weasel stood there thinking for a moment looking over Arkin’s tail, his body twitching a little as he watched the maw move and express emotion, he found it quite surprising and just a little disturbing. He wondered just how the thing thought, did it have a brain…was the whole tail it’s brain. He perked his ears up a little as he listened to the lizard.<br/>“What dose absorption entail?” he asked, having never been absorbed, and not exactly sure how the tail could fit him in, although it probably could stretch. He continued “do I still die or… like what will happen to my body?”<br/>His body had dropped its fearful stance and was now showing off a weasel’s natural curiosity, his musicals looked less stiff, and his member, unknown to him, was now half erect. His tail wagged as he waited for your response, starting to except what was going to happen.