"Got a helmet and a sack of sugar. Other things too. You can't have them," she says, making assumptions about why he's asking immediately. It's why she would be asking. But she eyes his considerably more heavy looking knapsack with no small amount of jealousy, but she huffs and finishes broiling her fish.

She blows on it to cool it down, then unfurls a proboscis from behind her lips and starts sucking away at the flesh. No teeth and tongue on this fly girl! Enjoy that close up of how some bugs eat, Tim.