Friends look out for eachother

oh, ouch. a stab to the chest would’ve hurt less. Spider’s face does something complicated, kind of half a smile and half a grimace, almost a spasm. they’re pretty sure they know what Wylan was about to say, and they’re pretty sure he didn’t mean any real harm, but yeah. wow. bit tactless, and that’s coming from them. Spider decides they want nothing more than to be curled up in their bed right now, buried under a pile of blankets. “yeah, um. i might go put these in water.” they lift the bouquet, waving it demonstrably. “thanks again, Wylan. it was a sweet gesture.” they turn to go.

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