Lili'fey stood in the middle of the lazily-broken circle of her party-mates and looked up around at them. "So! Who wants to volenteer to feed the sprite?" She pets her belly and teases gazes around at them. Though when nobody leaps at the chance (either ignoring her poor attempt at humor or leaving to scout/scavenge), she chuckles and approached Lang - with or without her noticing as she positioned herself beneath the tauric body and began to fondle so she can get her lips around the spear like a teet.