Jim replies in a silky smooth voice that he just can't help, and is beginning to really bother him, "Who, or what, exactly, is a Nommer?" The name reminded of something he would've purged, back in the Crusade. Ahhh, the slightly-less-shitty old days.

She points at the wolf-sized ripper that is right besides her. "That is Nommer."

Sivius cowered behind Sally
"Please don't let him hurt me"

Sally sighed. "I thought you were supposed to like pain and torture? You know, being a Dark Eldar and all?"

"She who thirsts is a completely different situation, we do all we can to avoid her as she will suck the life from us and give us eternal torment of unimaginable levels"

"I see." She kept looking at the head. "What could we do with this?"

He chuckles
"Many things, things of pain, science and even pleasure"

Nommer snaps over and over again, jjumping up and tries to eat the head, he is really hungry

"Look, Nommer! A STEAK!" She points at a steak hanging from a string. It is just high enough so he can't get it by jumping and using his tongue.

Nommer would with a growling stomach try and jump to get it, His jaws clasping together hungrily after it