It doesn't matter what people deserve, that's not what I do—!
[He's cut off by the pained gasp, startling, looking at her hand with wide eyes. What the... What the hell? Oh god, what's happening — he moves to grab a towel from the kitchen counter, moving to wrap it around the back of her hand.]
H-hang on, wait, lemme —
[His spider senses send a trill of danger down his spine... just before something pinches at the skin on the back of his hip, making him jump. He turns, pulls at his shirt as a red circle blooms on it, stains it. There's a gash on his lower waist, just like hers.]
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[He's cut off by the pained gasp, startling, looking at her hand with wide eyes. What the... What the hell? Oh god, what's happening — he moves to grab a towel from the kitchen counter, moving to wrap it around the back of her hand.]
H-hang on, wait, lemme —
[His spider senses send a trill of danger down his spine... just before something pinches at the skin on the back of his hip, making him jump. He turns, pulls at his shirt as a red circle blooms on it, stains it. There's a gash on his lower waist, just like hers.]
... W-what's happening...?