dig my way out of the ocean

Her heart skips a beat, the tears threaten to overflow, his small black paw gently lifts her chin. It was so soft, and small, and though Spider was smaller than her they were a practiced fighter. They were still stronger than her. Four soft eyes, glassy from drink make her want to weep as they promise naively she could never hurt them.

Oh Bas, what have we done... She blinked gratefully at them, forcing a wicked tear to escape, hopefully they didn't notice.
A sound escaped their mouth and she feels their paw leave her chin. She was grateful for the change of subject, she didn't know how long she would last under that sincerest gaze. She nodded and quickly stood by them while they got up. She smiled and giggled a little as they walked. She drew herself up beside them to lean on and together they went to figure out what southern food tasted like.

"Speech"