Turilia would say nothing, brooding over her own thoughts as her stomach gurgled around Lydia, and yearned to take Myria as well.  It was precisely the wolfish instincts she'd been working to suppress for years now, and now that they'd had a moment to break free, those instincts were wanting to stay free.  So she'd stand off to the side from the others, keeping to herself and out of the way as they continued to prepare for their trek home.