Seeing the others of the group making their way into the heat filled chamber, the bard is able to breathe a moderate sigh of relief. At least now he was not alone in here with this smokey woman. Having wracked his brain for anything relating to the ritual she had mentioned, anything that may lead him to better decide whether or not this<span style="font-style: italic"> offering </span>would produce any adverse effects, the bard would come up with very little to show for his effort. Sighing in a defeated manner, he merely slumps against the form of the woman currently nibbling his neck.<br/><br/>Admittedly the feel of her tongue rolling against his flesh sent pleasurable shivers down his spine, giving the bard goose bumps. "Are you sure you got the name right....I..well I haven't heard of anything like that." he states. The images of the girl sliding down his throat beginning to shift in his mind, as Xarces having concerned himself with the possible consequences of eating such a woman would begin pondering what effects being devoured by such a woman would elicit, what her stomach might feel like, being smoke as she once was would it truly be akin to being inside a normal stomach? With his time to think growing short, his demonically corrupted divine flavor teasing the taste buds of the woman before him, Xarces decides the best way to find answers to these questions is simply to ask. "Tell me dear, you say your meant to be eaten....to what end, I mean if I where to swallow you down what would happen what would that accomplish?.....along those same lines, if you ate me.....what then? Would I simply be digested?" he asks, gently caressing over the female's back as he spoke.