I look around the spider girl's house. She ran off out of nowhere, saying I smell like grease. It leaves me unsettled and makes my skin crawl—after all, it's like saying I smell like food here in the Abyss.
'I should get out of here. What if that girl is thinking about eating me...' I know I must be far more nutritious than the normal beings of the Abyss, so I probably look like good eating. I just don't know how much tastier I am from an Abyssal being's perspective.
I get up from the chair and start walking to leave. I'm not staying in this place any longer, risking becoming that spider girl's meal. If we're going to fight, I at least want to fight in an open area.
I try to leave silently, but when I reach the edge of the tunnel, the spider girl appears. She stares at me and seems to realize I was about to run.
