got nothing but dreams inside {spider}

His head turned abruptly at the statement, stopping to look at him. Heathen land? Gospel?Was he one of the priests of the Weylyn god who had, for practically his entire life caused him grief and stress? Would he judge him like his brother had? Like Yosep commanded they should? “G-g-g-ospel?” He squeaked hesitantly. “O-of Y-Yosep?" He was afraid now, more afraid than he had been before, and he desperately wanted to be comforted by his friend. The bird looked at them curiously, they were close by but had stopped suddenly and the bird flew over to investigate, sensing the panic in his friend. Spider all but ignored his question, far too anxious about the faith the other man seemed so sworn to

Spider had never been particularly faithful to his own god; Yosep, the Weylyn god, the god of vagabonds, and had all but abandoned his faith after he discovered his affinity for other men. He had always assumed his lack of attraction to women was some kind of defect, a mental instability that caused a lurch of repulsion whenever women touched him in ways that were overly familiar or when they were in heat. Shiloh had shown him otherwise and had made him feel wanted and loved in a way that he thought was not so dissimilar to the love his sister had for her husband.

Spider speaking Echo You  Toad's voice