Dannekoon sat down on the floor scurried away in the corner, he was going to need some space to play around with his brand new play, and he wanted to make the most of this interesting situation as possible. He looked back at his him and licked his lips. He did it slowly, thoroughly, and in such a way as you strike even more fear into the micro, as if the fear of being grabbed by a giant and sadistic dragon wasn't terrifying enough.<br/><br/>"I don't care how much you cost, I'm sure I'll be getting my money's worth from you" he said. He brought him up to his huge scaley snout and continued with the licking of his lips. At this distance he sound of the squirming of his fleshy tongue and the saliva circulating around in his maw was clearly audible, adding yet more to the hopelessness of his situation.<br/><br/>His tongue briefly disappear back into his lips, before suddenly the fleshy forked tip quickly re-appeared and wrapped itself around the little morsel's face, exploring, assessing, feeling, creepily examining his prey in snake-like movements.