*looks around* I don't see any. Actually, I haven't seen it since I left the house. *sighs*
*looks at Sarah again* You've been out for quite a while, do you need anything? Water? Some food?
*shakes head* I don't think so. I didn't find anything that could have belonged to a spider. *blushes* And I'm afraid, I've let myself get distracted by my own reatest fear - which was plainly stupid - he's dead for many years now. *shivers* I remembered that in a dream -
*opens her mouths and shuts it again*
*sighs, tears in her eyes* Of course - you can't trust me in that.
*gets up and fetches a glass of water and some sandwich* Here, eat, before - *can't speak further*
No it's not because I don't trust you. It's because I realised that the more fear there is around the stronger it gets. So one person alone has much more chance of killing it. *has a drink*
*looks down* I see. Well. Everyone else around here is sleeping, so there isn't any fear emanating from them. Just me. Maybe I should leave in another direction then?