“…But there might be spiders down there with nothing to eat, of course I’m going to go down there, it’s for their safety. If you get sick from a simple basement, you’d have a horrible time underground. If you’re really that scared, though, I have some tea.”
“be my guest, kid, but personally, you won’t find me down there.” he sighed. “even though the darkness is supposed to be my friend, you know, because i’m a soulless ginger, i have a rough time with dirty basements with bad lighting.”













