If someone were to attribute a weakness of character to Nezasit, it would undoubtedly be that she cannot resist any chance to get prey inside her. No matter how massively overstuffed she may be or get in the process. Given the opportunity she'd cram the entire population taking refuge in the church into herself.<br/><br/>As the bloated pair peers into the church from behind the crowd Nez rubs her belly calmingly. Attempting to soothe it's ravenous demands to consume the entire lot. There's no way she'd get anywhere near that many but the prospect of it kicks her hungry rumbles up a notch.<br/><br/>"You just want a head start on getting more prey in here don't you?" She jabs while lightly poking Rissle's belly. "If you think you can manage it though. I'm going to go get a detachment to block this doorway so no one escapes through here while we feast." With that said Nez is waddling away again for the moment to make sure their little secret entrance is going to stay plugged before the front door breaks to signal the start of the chosen's gorging.