Alizome stifles a burp, feeling Gift's struggles drop away as her newly awakened stomach goes cheerfully about its business. She spares little thought for the shadowy girl, having already diverted her attention away to the amulet as she carefully, slowly, and oh so gently brushes her fingers around the area of the amulet feeling for wires, catches, or triggers and finding none. One pointed ear cocks as she hears one of Xarces' shadows cheerfully inform him that he'll be eaten by the shadow; well, wasn't her business, the elf was sure. Instead, she cheerfully grabs the amulet, though she doesn't put it on quite yet; instead she peers around, seeing that all those who might identify it were... occupied.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Then</span>she puts the amulet on.