spidelight:
Muffet raised a glance at the girl as she approached, offering a smile to greet her as she seemingly didnât mind that her relaxation was about to be interrupted. As it was quite a bit whenever she wasnât working. You didnât see her going around to all the humans everywhere and pointing out their lack of limbs and eyes, did you? No! RegardlessâŚ
It was amusing to Muffet, watching the other straighten their posture. For all the height they tried to add to themselves⌠they still came out a good deal shorter than her. Despite the others disregarding stance, Muffet still smiled at her warmly.
âIâm not poisonous, no. But I am venomous. Which, personally, I find a bit more useful⌠wouldnât you?â
Ooookay. Mal wasn't used to such a warm greeting. She looked for an angle, for something that might tell her that the spider girl was attempting to play at something but her warmth was oddly sincere. It was grating.
"Poisonous or venomous, at least you have the means to deal damage." What Mal had intended to be a stab at the other had instead turned around and brought a streak of jealousy to her voice. She uncrossed her arms and set her hands on her hips as she shifted her weight. She regarded the other still, her mind ever working to twist situations to her advantage.
"How venomous are you?"














