Listening to the half-orc talk about the changes that happened to her formerly-human companion, Nanami's mind starts to wonder about the scope of the changes that could happen to someone.  Without knowing how many times other than 'often' the cowgirl had apparently made the trip through her large lover, she couldn't say how significant of a change could happen.  Shaking her head in an attempt to clear her thoughts, she pokes her head out into the hall as the others begin to untie the woman.  Just in time to see the minotaur's confused and worried face disappear into Lamya's throat, Nanami casually strolls up and lightly traces the imprint of his face and horns with a finger as it slowly sinks down through her upper body before finally disappearing into the now-significant bulge in her coils.  "Not quite the biggest I've seen you get, but certainly bigger than most."<br/><br/>Looking down the hall at the bounding form of the half-orc as she makes good on her attempt to move away, she turns back to the others.  "Well, we're rather spoiled for choice here.  As much as I'd like to just push ahead to try to find a way out, I don't know if I like the idea of leaving so many parts of the building unknown.  At the same time though, it'd be just as likely that we open the door on another fight or another of the demon's traps, and we're a bit worn out as it is.  Both approaches are equally valid, and both have definite issues.  I guess the choice is this then - what problem are we more comfortable dealing with?"