Welp.

[weaverwove]

[ she is huge, black-shine, her grasping legs soft and agile. a musical voice; a pleased tone, glossy and satisfied. the mundane has done well. ]

sing a song a spider sweet... weave a wove a web a went a world a want, soon and soon and sooner and soon. find a tangle, find a snarl, know no none a sweet suite seat sent and meant. Send and mend. Send I mend. Soon I mend.

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[weaverwove]

Ask a who, what a find, find a sight, hear a wrong.

[ She pats him, as though consoling him. ]

[eyepatchless]

[Well, at least she's not trying to bite him. There's that.]

Well, I'll be simple about it, shall I? I'm Hopper. [Yeah he knows it's lame shut up] I know another black widow back where I'm from.

[And she is not as cool as you are, okay.]