Ter'ra's appreciation does little to assuage the fact she practically stole something Lang spent the entire skirmish struggling for right out of her hands. Giving the drow an indirect kiss might make her feel a little better later but doesn't stop her from being pouty now.<br/><br/>Needing to wait for the drow to finish indulging her gluttony gives time for the adrenaline of combat to subside. It could be argued that Lang doesn't have any kind of moral high ground when it comes feasting on the fallen, having done so twice since shit hit the fan in Shrikeslee. Including allowing herself to consume a pair of bodies for pleasure that she still carries the remnants of in her massive bloated nutsack. However, Lang is truthful in calling her consumption a burial rite. In her mind it's different from simply consuming for the sake of it. Even when it's her cock doing the consumption.<br/><br/>"That stuff about the water was just Quigo trying to help me get laid Taizee. We go way back, he does that. Obviously that backfired but try not to be angry at him for it. He's hardly the only person out there that likes playing matchmaker with me." Which does usually result in Lang's 'legend' successfully spreading one womb further. She didn't fill that orphanage in Teln by her effort alone. "In any case. We are probably going to have to take a longer look down there just to tell if it's even safe to stay here. Only thing you forgot there was telling the monks that a cave has opened up beneath the temple. You don't just ignore that part even if Cadrick did have to essentially break in there to find out."