((WB Coe))<br/><br/>Arkain listens to Ben. "Yes, we have to do something. I think I have an idea if your idea works. " Arkain feels the vent of air from your arm then the dull thud when the arm drops into his stomach. He feels him lay against his stomach walls. "Are you OK BEn? I assume you were successful. " HE rubs his belly. "Heres my idea. I don't feel right having you, Siya put your tentcle down my throat. I might accidenty swollow you down. I want you Ben to push your arm back up my throat and hopefully my gag reflexes with do the rest. I will get a drink so you can find my throst then push the arm gently up. I am sure it will work Ben, then when thats done we can see about letting you out, OK?"