"Muu mud of mem!" Ptricia exclaimed (You should have said!) around a mouthful of half-dragon. She'd gulped him down to his mid-thighs, and had paused for some shots. She lifted him, supporting his legs with her tongue so they didn't press to hard on the edges of her teeth, and sat back, tilting his body up and her head back in a similar position to what she did to Reizu.