Inspecting the few pieces of gear that didn't follow their wielder down someone's throat, the struggles in Aethon's stomach quiet relatively quickly as it begins to process the meal in earnest.  Still, with this latest meal the feeling of something simply sitting in his gut intensifies, like he had inadvertently swallowed a large rock somehow.  Following the others, he takes what Linda will allow from what her skeletons had been carrying, as he's capable of hauling far more than anyone else save Tubz itself.