Geno stares at Pip silently for a moment, confused and shocked at the mousefolk's intrigue. But the half-dragon's lips soon curl into a smile; he should be glad the young lad was pleased and excited by the situation rather than being frightened by it.<br/><br/>The dragonfolk chuckles softly as he takes hold of Pip's small hand and places it onto his churning, gurgling gut.<br/><br/>"There, can you feel that Pip? This is what I do to the beasts that try to harm you..."<br/><br/>Geno knows that Pip whole-heartedly approves of the wolverinefolk's demise and allows his stomach to finish off what little life is left in the beast inside...<br/><br/>[Digestion: 1d6(3)+15 = 18 damage]