When the mouth closed around them, Fuuma had almost freaked out.  He happened to be a little claustrophobic, but the massage helped him relax.  His sword was still drawn, but he held it at ease.  "That's why I said we need someone who can lead.  Contracts are fine, we all signed one on admission, but they can cloud your mind if written the wrong way.  And something else,"<br/><br/>Fuuma put the Dr. Pepper in his bag, and pointed at the Sphinx with his gauntlet hand, "Laura will tell you, I don't get eaten quietly!"<span style="font-style: italic">Which is why she makes so many potions if she decides on me as a meal, I was so drugged last time...I don't even remember what happened...</span>