"So you are resistant to lightning, I can take quite a lot of heat, and Nez can spit and endure acids, good to know. And we could try that, though, me and Nezasit would have to be careful so that we don't get recognized by the cultists or wyrmspeaker. ... Speaking of, we were supposed to try and talk her into returning to the fold, but with a dragon she can send after us to chase us down if negotiations fail, that seems a bit risky. Maybe we could quickly swallow her and book it, if the opportunity presents itself.", Rissle replied, all the while shifting in her seat, spreading her thighs just a little wider around her massive gut, trying to get into a comfy sleeping position again.