Well,<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>was unexpected! Ora shrieks at the hand suddenly grabbing at her loincloth. She's still crying out when the butcher expertly handles the situation; it probably doesn't help that this results in Ora being splattered with blood and a still-living head pressed up to her dripping pussy. She quickly tosses it back on the table and shudders, quite clearly shaken by the whole affair. So much so that she doesn't dare question the admittedly questionable customer service she receives.<br/><br/>"Uhhhh... yeah. Thanks."<br/><br/>She quickly takes the extra-rare meal and begins to munch on it on her way back to Luth. The extra chewing required barely seems to slow her down. Luth's words certainly don't; her eyes glimmer with excitement at the thought of actually getting him in bed. That is distracting enough that she is oblivious to any danger.