In horror Risa would look on.  As the creature tore out of host body it was possessing.  At the very same time it is registering her mind.  As the psychic imprint at first confuses her.  But then with this a  startling revelation.    Risa is not a fighter, she abhors violence.   Her stomach is queasy all of sudden.  The flirtation gone, now driven by panic and revulsion.<br/><br/>So as the more inclined people of action, of the crew.  Now erupted with a well trained modicum of contained fury unleashed.  Risa would roll off the bar top.  Going all defensive for if this thing should latch out at her.  An then she feel the surge coming up. For she had felt the lust that this thing had for her.  It burned her throat, as she gagged and spit out some of that surge.   While all around the bar has erupted into total bedlam.  As the locals begin.