"Oh." Brina stops awkwardly in the middle of the cave, and just in time, her stomach growls reverberate through the place, wishing to be fed, and fed now! The elf grimaces at the prospect, clearly not happy with this particular turn of events, and excuses herself for a moment. From a more distant part of the cave, there are cutting and ripping sounds, along with pauses that suspiciously sound like someone being miserable and possibly dry heaving.