my heart runs on gasoline vapors

Lefty tilted her head as Basilisk spoke. These were interesting times, of course. This was interesting. Their teeth clicked once in acknowledgement as he dictated what she was to call him.

"Of course, Prince Basilisk." Prince. That was... promising. It meant, then, that she was likely testing him in turn. As he spoke of the child, her eyes became more intense.

"I will protect Spider with my life. March-- my companion-- will keep watch of the door while we sleep." Immediately, they had pledged themselves to the defense of a child they hadn't met.

But he walked, and Lefty followed, step sharp and precise.