Sorta! It's not that chickeny but it's a close enough thing to round to.

Joyous. Katie reaches to hold Mo's hand as she gobbles further.

Fleshy fingers squeeze back.

Warm, happy feelings ensue. This feels good. The hand is strong. She is warm and safe and loved. Nom nom nom. Her belly grows increasingly full. She nuzzles Mo's shoulder. She forgot she can do PDAs now. It's lovely.

"Did someone slip something in the aspic, my little tart? You're very snuggly."

"I'm excited by the prospect of being able to display romantic affection in public for the first time."

"I guess there hasn't been a lot of 'public' since I kidnapped you!" Hair-ruffle.

"Yeah. God, I love to absorb your body heat."

"I'm very toasty. When I caught my first beluga I went swimming in the Arctic in the buff."

"Hot. I wanna see that."

"I'll come swimming with you when we get home."

Very excited wiggles. She puts her arm around Mo's vast bulk and nuzzles her again.

"What a cute jellybean."

"You're cuter."

"I am a snack, it's true."

"Ma'am you are an entire all you can eat buffet."

"The best kind of snack."

"You are such a greedy fucking pig." She grasps at Mo's tummy, putting her thumb in the bellybutton and the rest of her fingers underneath and giving it a good jiggle.

"You are a handsy lil figgy pudding." Pinch. "Careful, sometimes I have been known to turn my navel into storage space and not everything I've kept in it has been nice to poke."

"But it's so deep and pokeable!"

"Poke at your own risk, all I'm saying."

"I suppose I'll keep that in mind." She cuddles up close, straining her willpower to avoid grinding her crotch against Mo's thigh in public.

Pat pat.

Passersby swing by for seconds of the tuna. Monoceros makes a couple arrangements to deliver more of it in exchange for various considerations. Somebody asks her if Katie is on drugs and she says "no, I'm just very lucky".

She nods happily. "Me too."

Monoceros starts idly braiding her hair.