Felicia's throat felt a little weird as Col jumped down it...she'd never had anyone go forcefully down her throat and it wasn't exactly pleasant.  She felt like coughing a little, but instead closed her mouth and swallowed, allowing her saliva trail down the edges of her throat and letting her throat muscles do the rest as they pulled Col down into the depths of her stomach where Sarin was fumbling around, probably in a panic over his current situation.  Felicia stopped restricting Col's dragon form and held her mouth open to the sky, hoping the dim light would illuminate far enough for Col and Sarin to see each other.