Elyk nodded curtly and then put the earpieces attached to his iPod in his ears. He then looked away from Ryu and Felicin. He tried not to think about where they had come from, he thought it was probably some strange place he knew nothing about. He had never seen anything like them back in his hometown of Redwood. He glanced back at them, looking at them with disdain. He felt different since his ordeal. Something about himself had changed while he was inside Felicin. He would never admit it, but he somewhat enjoyed being eaten. The warmth of the stomach, the soothing sounds of its churning. It made him feel like he was a baby again, back inside his mother's womb. He would have stayed in her stomach, but he was not particularly fond of the being digested part. He then realized he was staring at Felicin. He quickly looked away. He knew if Ryu caught him staring then there would probably be trouble, and he just wasn't up for it right now. Ryu and him didn't exactly see eye to eye, and he did not want to give Ryu any reason to eat him. He then looked over at their children. They were cute, he would give them that, but he just had a general dislike for animals. He had his reasons. He then thought back of home. He missed his friends, he missed his family. This was a strange place to him and the inhabitants did not help make it any less strange. Elyk continued to stare at nothing. He then remember his pills, he had forgot to take them. If he was going to survive he would need them. He looked in his bag until he found the little orange bottle containing them. He then unscrewed the cap, took a pill, swallowed it, then put the container away. He then looked back at Ryu. Why? He did not know. His mind drifted back to being eaten. What a strange sensation it offered. Perhaps he would later ask Felicin if he could be eaten again... He then pushed the thought out of his mind and looked down at the ground and listened to his music. After about ten minutes of listening he began to feel tired. He considered sleeping, but the fear of being eaten popped back into his head. He decided he would sleep elsewhere for the night. Saying nothing, he got up, grabbed his bag, and quietly left the room.