After a brief moment of shifting and calmly wiggling around within the gut of Odette, Xarces finds a position that's comfortable enough to endure the upcoming journey. Curled tightly against himself, held and supported at every angle by the tightly stretched flesh of the woman's tum, he settles in for the slow walk back to what he presumes to be her house. The walls around him shake as she laughs, which in turn causes him to smile "enjoy your walk." he softly says before resigning himself to silence.<br/><br/>The feeling of her fingers running across his frame, through the slippery stomach lining encompassing him was quite enjoyable, and caused Xarces to relax a great deal as she sets out for her destination. The familiar rhythm of a body in motion rock him side to side with her every step, the acid pooled around his body splashing against this wall and that, spraying up against him as it breaks against the wrinkled folds of the stomach's lining. The belly for the most part however remained calm, and Xarces found the warm acid bath in which he currently soaked to be rather enjoyable. For his skin was far to resilient to take any real damage just yet, rather he would simply feel his clothing slowly melting away as Odette casually makes her way through the city streets. The continued exposure to the acid, little more than a pleasant tingle for him at his point.<br/><br/>During the journey Xarces has plenty of time to take in the sensations all around him. The heat of Odette's body, the manner in which her stomach walls shift and quiver ever so slightly as they are held back from digesting the meal within. Every breath he hears, along with every beat of her heart, the heart of the very body that if Odette has her way he himself would soon be a part of. Such thoughts of his own digestion had not fled his mind, despite focusing primarily on the subtle nuances of the inner workings of Odette's digestive system. He was given plenty of time to ponder over his future actions... as far as he knew he was being taken to her home where she'd enjoy herself and digest him.... Xarces had every intention to prevent his complete digestion form occurring, and as such would come up with a number of methods in his mind that he may use to gain his freedom. Seduction, pleasuring her within till the point of her exhaustion being a few of them...<br/><br/>Everything would change however the moment Xarces hears the tell tail sounds of ships in harbor. The rocking of her steps coming to a stop, being replaced by one he'd felt himself not too long ago...<span style="font-style: italic"> "does she intend to set sail?" </span>he asks himself, as this certainly complicated things...though not quite as much as the feminine voice whom Odette was conversing with.  Dura...there was no mistaking it, the woman who'd nearly eaten him, the woman he'd spent hours asking about and gathering information on....it seems his investigation had finally caught up to him, that he'd found her, or rather been brought to her within the stomach of Odette. Many questions begin rushing through his mind as he listens to what the two where saying. The talk of his digestion, of Dura being there while he's melted down did not bode well for him, and he shifts his body slightly under the press of the familiar female's grasp.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> "She must have been the one...the one following me from before..."</span>Xarces rationalizes as things seem to fall into place. Overhearing their destination only solidifies his assumptions as his own investigation within the city had pointed him in such a direction... of course such information was irrelevant if things proceeded as Odette intended, for as the stomach lurches around him, Xarces can only assume the pair are headed into Dura's cabin as he'd over heard. Where now instead of being stuck in the tum and home of a single woman, he was to be trapped in a cabin, at sea...in the belly of one with every intention of digestion him, and the presence of another just as eager to add him to her thighs....<br/><br/>His heart races as he realizes his chances of leaving this encounter as any other than a future bowel movement where slim..... the thoughts of what was to come frightening and yet exciting all the same....despite this he tries to remain calm and collected,<span style="font-style: italic"> "I can do this...it's not as bad as it seems...."</span>he works to reassure himself while staying still as the good meal he'd been instructed to be until he was certain the two where alone....... then, pressing out oh so tenderly he calls out "Mmm I trust you enjoyed your stroll dear?...and unless I am mistaken...is that Dura I hear out there? Oh it's a shame our previous encounter was cut so short~"  his voice ringing out as calm and as charming as ever, as if nothing at all was out of place and everything was in order..... as in a sense it was, he'd lived up to his end of the bargain....and now he could only hope Odette intended to do the same....