"The outside." Ptricia picked up the torso in her jaws and bit down on it, chopping off the lower half an arms that were outside her bite radius. She chmped and cheweed him down, and then did the same to his lower torso and arms, slowly nibbling them inwards  until only the hands were left. She flipped them up in the air, and tilted her head back to catch them in mid-air.<br/><br/>She did, easily enougyh, and they crunched and went the way of the rest of his body. He could still feel it, mashed up as it was, and could sense a sort of fizzing tingle over all the material in her stomach. He realised that it must be the start of her digestion. It was warm, and cozy in there.