Liandra squealed a little as the contents of Camille's stomach jostled around slightly making her slip and fall into the pool of acid beneath her.  She could feel the burning across her back as the remainder of her wings dissolved and she quickly swam back up to the surface, scaling the ham once again then hearing Camille's voice, much quieter now.<br/>"Um...if throwing up is the only option then it will taste horrible for you.  Isn't there something like a string that you could lower down your throat to me and I could try and grab hold of it?"  She asked, concerned for the comfort of her friend that she loved more than anyone else left in the world.  "Um, you might also want to shine a light down here so I can see what I'm doing...it's just that it's so dark and I can't see a thing."