Trish lets the diminished naga get halfway out before she pounces her.<br/>"I haven't ate all day, so don't try that again..." Trish says with a grin, her stomach rumbling as if to agree. Trish's smile widens as she lifts up her shirt just enough to expose her belly.<br/>"She's dieing to meet you anyway..." She says, gently pressing the naga against the soft skin of her belly, wondering how a halfbreed would taste...