"Jules." Alizome says, quietly, putting a hand on the man's shoulder. "Just hold on a second." The elf turns towards Elanna, posing just a bit- she could see the twinkle in the new predator's eyes, and matched it with her own little grin and slight tongue-wetting of the lips. "Elanna..." she croons, walking a little closer, "You know how wonderful you feel right now? Full, with willing prey slowly digesting away to nothing more than part of you?" She speaks in a low, almost hypnotic tone. "Feels wonderful, doesn't it? I've never felt it- and never sought out how to. Do you know why?" She lowers her eyebrows, and lets her ears droop. "Remember how you felt before you ate Xarces? That desperate hunger, like you were melting from the inside out... that nothing else mattered but getting someone inside you, no matter who you had to hurt, how cruel you had to be? That's part of being a predator too, dear." Alizome keeps her lecture light-toned, continually smiling and making eye contact (and slightly suggestive poses) to Elanna. "And you'll be hungry more than you're full. It's not all feeling like you're feeling now." She lightly rests one hand on the stomach, and more loudly says, "And you, Xarces! Shame on you! Greeting a new predator by being willing to die! Is that any way to teach Elanna, when there's a stupid, unthinking animal here we can use for the grunt work of easing her hunger<span style="font-style: italic">and</span>after that a trained courtesan who can teach her how to properly<span style="font-style: italic">enjoy</span>her meals- how not to digest them, how good a willing partner can feel when they're not dying, and show them the merits of letting someone out? For shame- this is no way to treat a new predator." She withdraws, folding her arms, before turning to Jules.<br/><br/>"As for you..." she looks at the rope disdainfully before flashing Jules a quick grin. "Never go into a stomach if you don't think you can get out without help. If others do help, that's fine, but you never go in<span style="font-style: italic">expecting</span>it. If Xarces is bound and determined to be digested, we should honor his request- but if he wants to get out, it shouldn't be you who goes in to help him out." She bends backward, almost making a reversed L shape as she shows off her distressingly high flexibility. "Unless you think you've been in- and escaped- more churning stomachs and predators of all experiences than I have." Straightening up, she looks at Elanna's stomach, waiting for the word.<br/><br/>[[Ambrose- can I sub a profession(courtesan) check for the knowledge(nature) check on how to get a predator to throw up a meal, since I imagine Alizome has had to teach a few? I'll also probably apply it to teaching her how to consciously NOT digest a meal in her stomach, when that time comes~]]