Slowly but surely, the teary torrent dies down, though her arms remain wrapped around Xarces, and her tails remain draped quite protectively over Misha's still form. Peering up into his face, Ryla lightly brushes at her eyes and cheeks with a fingertip, clearly off the little dabs of tear that still clung to her cheeks, or threatened to cascade down her face "You did it." She repeats again, sniffling softly. Still, there was true happiness in her voice, despite the little tears that still trickled from the corners of her eyes now and then. Misha was by no means in good condition, but at the very least she'd survive, one could hope. It meant she could possibly be healed more later, or maybe even recover on her own with a little bedrest - and someone to tend to her no-doubt broken wing.<br/><br/>When Xarces lifts a hand to her chin, tilting her eyes upwards to gaze into his own, she blushes faintly. She felt so guilty. A part of her really did want to digest him. It felt so good, so amazingly good, and it would have been pure bliss to simply settle down somewhere comfortable and feel his body slowly come apart inside of her over the period of a few hours time. Plus, there was that MAGIC, magic she could taste, feel in her blood...it was tantelizing, alluring...and yet, he'd still healed Misha for her, still brought her back from the brink of death. Again, she sniffles softly, but her pretty face brightens considerably, her lips curling into a tiny smile as he explains his own desires to stay exactly where he was. Well, that did at least remove a little bit of the guilt, made her feel a little better.<br/><br/>Giggling softly, she leans up and gives him another little peck, this time right upon the lips "Noone says you can't still have your wish." She says jokingly, again wiping at her eyes with the back of one hand as he gives her tummy a little stroke, showing exactly where he'd not minded staying. Misha was okay, Xarces wasn't upset at her, and she still had a belly full of delicious human girl just waiting to be digested "And I won't cry anymore. Mmph. I'm so glad Misha is going to be fine. I have a place she can stay until she gets better, right on the docks." Her bright, crimson-gold eyes gaze up into his own one more time, and her ears - once laid flat against her head - perk upwards, standing tall and happy atop her head "...I've only got one bed, but you could stay there too..." She says suggestively, offering up a little wink. It would likely take some time before she returned to her old, bouncy, perky self, but at the very least she was smiling again, and the tears had all but stopped.<br/><br/>When Xarces again draws his hand across her tummy, he can feel Ryla shifting about slightly against him, a tiny, nearly inperceptable tremble coursing through her body. It seemed her tummy, at least when it was full, was so sensative...and not just from the inside. Just at the edge of his hearing, he can hear the slightest hints of a moan welling up deep inside of her throat, her eyes half-lidding at the sensation of having her prey-filled tummy stroked. Mm...Misha was okay, Xarces wasn't mad and her, AND she was getting a nice tummy rub...<br/><br/>The bright-eyed look on her face vanishes, her ears flattening against her head, when he mentions the 'bargain' she'd made. Honestly, it had been a pretty big lie on her part - Odette was her food, as far as she was concerned, information or not. It was simply a ruse, something to get her to cough him up and divulge some information, without having to actually release her "Oh. Her..." She murmurs, gazing down at the vague contours of the human girl evident in the tightly-stretched flesh of her tummy. It was one thing to give up one meal...but to give up both? Ryla sighs gently, her eyes once more half-lidding when Xarces' hand makes it's way further down on her tummy, swirling across it in slow, pleasing circles, stroking and rubbing...ugh, it felt amazing. A full stomach, a nice tummy rub...and one she wasn't giving to HERSELF, someone else lavishing her gurgling belly with attention...<br/><br/>"Mmm..." She moans again, shifting about against Xarces' body in uncertianity. She didn't want to give Odette up - the girl felt too good in her tummy, had been too delicious...and she could only IMAGINE how good she'd feel coming out after a full traversal of her digestive track. Still...she did owe Xarces....and if he wanted the girl to go free, she could submit just this once...<br/><br/>Sighing softly, she gives her tummy a little pat "...Odette, was it? I'm letting you out. If you even think of running off, I'll catch you...and you're going right back in, you hear me? Next time, there's only one way you'll be getting out...and it's not back through my mouth. You'd better thank Xarces." Pulling herself away from Xarces, Ryla doubles over onto her hands and knees, coughing softly. Nothing happens "Grr...never have been good at this. Almost digested my sisters like...fifty times. Then again, I guess they almost did the same to me, so it all evened out." Again, she flexes her stomach around Odette, trying to force the possessive tummy to squeeze the girl upwards, back into her throat where she could be expelled. All around her, Odette feels the kitsune's stomach squeeze in against her, rippling powerfully...but not pushing her upwards.<br/><br/>After straining for a few seconds, Ryla groans "Ugggh...my tummy is going to hate me later..." Again, she flexes her stomach...and finally, Odette feels herself moved upwards, her head pressing against the incredibly tight, slimy entrance to Ryla's throat. A little more effort on Ryla's part, and the tummy suddely surges upwards, forcing Odette into her throat, and the kitsune girl begins to cough softly, her little mouth opening wide.<br/><br/>The bulge traveling up her throat, a clearly televised human-like form, begins to squeeze into her mouth bit by bit...then out from between her lips, piling up on the ground beneath her. In the span of just a few seconds, Odette finds herself once more exposed to the cool night air, alive...if a little acid-burned, and absolutely covered in saliva and digestive acids, much like Xarces had been. Pressing the tip of a finger against the girl's throat, Ryla allows a nail to grow just long enough to press against her flesh, her normally sweet voice dropping to a dangerous growl "...If I don't get paid, I'm eating you. If you try to hurt Misha, I'm eating you. If you hurt Xarces, I'm eating you. If you run, I'm eating you. Until I get paid, until I get my money...you're still food, you understand? You should thank Xarces for prolonging your existance this long. If you dare go against me, or him, or Misha in any way...I will swallow you again. Next time, I'll digest you all day. You'll find it a mercy when you finally succumb to my stomach, and I'll send your remains to your father in a box. You understand me?" With a little prick of her 'claw' tip against Odette's throat, Ryla withdraws her hand, once more all smiles "Good!  Okay, Xarces, she's all yours."<br/><br/>She hated it. Oh gods, she hated it. Suddenly feeling so empty, her once so full and satisfied tummy devoid of anything to fill it. Delicia had long since began her journey through her intestines, and with Xarces and Odette no longer in her...she just felt so EMPTY. Still, beyond the little dissapointed look on her face, she doesn't bring it up, simply settling in at Misha's side and lightly stroking a hand along her full, sloshy belly, just to see if the poor harpy would wake up.