Micaiah released a big fart since she had to do a lot of thinking. "I'm not that sure if this is exactly the right thing to do."

"It might not on the surface but it is." Lysithea spoke with her fanning her own putrid poots away since her stomach growled and she was feeling quite empty. "All thinking does is make me hungry. You want to get something sweet?"

"I suppose that does sound like a treat." Micaiah responded with her patting her rumbling rump and squinting her eyes to let out a longer than expected flatus blast that caused her to make magic like she didn't expect to do. "I bet it will help to make me rip like this for a feat!"