Charon was tasting not only her flesh but also the very nature of her spirit, hoping she was of the darker and therefore tastier sort. "Perhaps, slave, you will serve me best in my tail?" He licks and tastes her every nook and cranny, looking into Solistrae's eyes the whole time he does as though inviting her to join the two of them. To his allies he says, "Feast on which ever of my slaves you'd like. Take your pick and enjoy. Perhaps Solistrae will be on your menu as the main course if she ends up choosing one of you, but for now, please wet your appetites with a dancer or two.