Although she knew that this was something that Sasara was accustomed to, and perhaps even wanted on some level, Cyria couldn't help but feel more than a little sympathy for her when Disa begins to demonstrate her virtually-complete physical mastery over everyone present.  Watching as she effortlessly picks up the sizeable naga and begins to slurp her down as if she was nothing more than an oversized noodle, Cyria feels her heart start to race.  Given the way Disa had looked at her more than once already, there was a fairly decent chance that she might take that plunge as well at some point, and there was absolutely no doubt in her mind as to what the outcome of that would be.<br/><br/>[<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/321657">Perception check</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+14</span><span style="font-weight: bold">34</span>->  Well then...that happened, I guess. ]<br/><br/>Still in a little shock at the sudden turn of events, Cyria's eyes start to wander, before abruptly stopping on something behind Disa.  A small, utterly insignificant pebble that...<span style="font-style: italic">is caught in midair</span>?  Tensing up as she starts running through what could cause something like that, she doesn't like the most likely option.  Even with her eating Sasara, Disa had been much more hospitable than she had needed to be.  If there was another of her contemporaries present, and one that wasn't nearly as friendly, there was only one option that she could see working in their favor.<br/><br/>Carefully setting Actil down, Cyria moves forward slowly until she's right beside Disa.  "If you don't mind, there was something else for your part in the story I was curious about.  Something a bit more...interesting."  This close, she can see the muscles of her stomach and abdomen already beginning to ripple and flex around the coiled-up form within, and she can see firsthand that unless Sasara has something truly impressive ready, she isn't going to get out without Disa's approval.  Circling to her side, Cyria almost casually pulls herself up until she's perched right between Disa's shoulder blades.<br/><br/>Leaning forward, she starts whispering into Disa's ear, staying as quiet as she dared to avoid spooking whatever it was behind her.  Her voice, however, has a definite sense of urgency that had been entirely lacking earlier.  "Don't move until I'm done talking.  I don't know if you're alone out here, but there's something right behind you, hidden from sight.  I don't know how long it's been there, but I saw enough of the fight earlier to know that if they were there too, you're the only one who can deal with it.  Get your axe back as casually as you can, and then I'll light it up for you."