Ben's eyes were stuck onto Tammell. She'd never seen the woman's act; that was usually when she and Jack were getting dressed and picking their act for the night and fighting. Either that or both simmering in a stony, miserable silence. Well. She was always miserable during those times, she'd no idea if Jack was. Ben shook that thought away (which sent her hair falling into her eyes) and leaned forward. "She isn't killin' it! Just catching it." she called up to Mao. She looked up at Tammell in awe. "How d'you keep them from biting you?" she asked, curious. She knew - well, basically - what Tammell's act involved, and it gave her the shivers. "Like...do you just take their poison..uh, sacs out, or whatever?"