Up close and personal with Octa was most enjoyable. It had been close to two years since Eris had seen part of the Cirque up close and personal other than the millisecond of Mr Tall. Octa was always one of her favourite part of the Cirque, in her childhood Eris frequently snuck into Larten's room and gazed at the deadly creature through the little bars of her confined habitat. Now there were no bars and it felt so good Eris was close to tears. If only it was Evra she had suspended in mid air not a few feet from her…

She had no idea what she was doing, just gazing at the spider. What was she going to do? Did it know how to get back to the Movie theatre?It didn't levitated the spider over to her outstretched hands, she had more intelligence than to just hold it and end up like Steve, she simply covered Octa so she would not be seen. Flitting to the theatre took all of a minute from the school. She released Octa at the bottom of the booth and kicked the panel in. Octa began to scurry into the booth but turned around and seemed to stare up at Eris for about two minutes. It seemed that she didn't want to leave Eris for some strange reason. She did a full body turn and slowly crept over to Eris's feet and she scaled her left leg. Eris went still but didn't panic, the worst thing to do was panic. Octa crawled up her shoulders and looped downwards to her hands. Eris made a bowl and allowed Octa to get comfortable for a second or too. The spider rubbed her face against the side of her palm and if she were a cat she'd be purring.

A purr came from further down the alley and both girls turned their heads toward the purr and Tiny's black limousine was waiting at the bottom of the alleyway. Eris looked down at Octa and then sighed. Stepping forward she lowered herself to the gap in the panel of the booth. Extending her arms she flattened her hands out so Octa could freely return to the theatre. The spider reluctantly crawled slowly off of her hands and back into the booth, but not before a final look back at Eris.

As Eris watched her leave she blinked back the tears threatening to tread onto her flitted to the car after carefully sliding the panel of the booth back into place, she slid into her seat across from Tiny and the car pulled out of the alley quickly, as though it was too uncomfortable for a car of its "majesty" to be in a riffraff alley like this. Eris was gazing out the window and stiffened, she caught her breath.

Was it?…No, it couldn't be.

She was certain her mind was playing tricks on her. It wasn't what she thought it was, the teenage boy sized green blur in the ticket booth of the old theatre. Automatically Eris thought about how weird it was that Octa was showing affection towards Eris. What Eris didn't know was a old friend, a best friend, had borrowed a spare flute from a ginger vampire to be close to an old friend without a painful second goodbye. The tears creeping down his scaled cheeks proved that to be a fail of a plan.