(Yeah, that's something she had no issues with.)<br/><br/>The battle easily ends in their favor despite the rogue's initial frustration, and she looks down at the gasping blackscale, fingering over her bulging tummy.  Him she could digest, but even the thought makes her wrinkle her nose at the sight of his blood covering him and the ground around him.  As much as she wants a good meal, she's still too picky to go for a defenseless, bleeding target laying in his last few breaths.  However, she does decide that she should rid herself of her extra weight.  Letting her insides shift into a better position she squeezes inwards with her powerful muscles and brings her prey back up her throat faster than she had managed to send him sliding down.  Opening her mouth wide she lets the blackscale spill out onto the ground, panting very slightly, as she again eyes the other two predators enviously.  Only then does she truly realize that the same two who had managed to get eaten before are gone once more.  "Idiots!" she mumbles under her breath as she starts towards the hallway she can only assume they went down.  [[Double move if necessary to get there, but she still wants to stay out of sight.<br/>Stealth roll: 1d20+11 17]]