Furb turned back to Blacksight, he mimicked her hurt eyes, "It's life, kid, tough nuts, I gotta live too." He said, he wasn't going to argue with his meal. He lowered himself on top of Blacksight, increasing the pressure on her but also warming her, his privates lay on top of Blacksight's, he lowered his maw to her face and widened his mouth, ready to eat, a thin line of saliva drooped down from the top of his maw to his tongue which was outstretched, expectant of the taste of a new meal, Blacksight.