[ She startles, looking beyond the webbing to the bleating animals - wow, they don't have any attacks at all, huh? It's kinda pathetic - and backs away at an oblique enough angle to get closer to Peter. She wouldn't care, if it wasn't their mission and thus a source of sweet, sweet train points. She's still looking at the webbing, though, until she's not, and there's a host of sharp spider legs waving in his face, and a message forming out of pure white thread.
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She really misses Appraisal. ]
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