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The definition of helplessness. When not even gravity has your back.
"Whoopsie! Vurga accidentally yawned and tossed your whole body inside. Oh well, too late to get you out now. Probably weren't that important anyway..."
"Lot of people ask if Vurga does 'endo'. Sure do! Does 'end-o your life outside his tummy'!"
Prey family reunions are a risk. So many morsels in a close space. Lots of noise and scents for a predator to follow. Worse, they're less likely to run and more likely to stay and try and save each other.
Not that Montague's complaining.
Sivvy's back.
Where is he lounging? Who's swelling out that tummy of his? Why does he look so smug?
"I wonder who you used to be. What was your life like? I barely got a chance to meet you when you plunged past by beak and...well, I'm afraid it's a little late for questions now. I can still feel you wiggling in there. So close, but gone forever..."