She felt like she was no longer capable of rational thought.
After all of her time in this prison, it was likely. With only him as company...
She recalled having read something about wives loving their abusive husbands, perhaps more.
It wasn't healthy, but it just was. It was all they'd ever known...
She wondered if her case was like that.
"Hello." he greeted, same as always.
She nodded silently. He slid her food through the grate. She began to eat, saying nothing.
"Your family has probably forgotten about you." he said quietly.
She did not deem that worthy of an answer, and simply stared out the window.
For they both knew that it was a lie.
'Poor Souta... Mom... Grandpa...'
She looked like a sorrowful martyr, staring at the sun.
He had to admit, she was beautiful. His precious little Moth...
But she flew close to the sun, as always, and laughed at the stupidity of those who aimed for lower goals.
But she would be burnt someday, by the great fire she was building with every word she spoke.
The web she was weaving was just as strong as his own.
She turned so that her back faced him and she was staring fully at the window.
She turned so that he could not see the tear slide down her cheek.
But he still did.
"You spoke of comfort for the soul." he said quietly. "Where can that be sought?"
"Only a happy heart or a clear mind can contain it." she said quietly. "And it is something that must be sought with patient fidelity."
"Not one of my best traits." he replied, chuckling.
She was not amused. "I see that."
"Must you always be such a cold thing?" he asked tiredly.
"Yes."
He chuckled. "You admit to it, then."
"Yes."
"Dammit, girl, you really are cold..." Spider snapped.
She glared. "I mirror what I see."
He thought. "I suppose that's reasonable."
She laughed.
He smiled.
She hadn't laughed for some time.
Standing, he felt his energy renewed. "I'll see you tomorrow." he said quietly, nodding farewell. She looked up in surprise.
He'd never said goodbye before, or promised to be back tomorrow.
Her jaw almost dropped, but she gained composure at the last moment.
"I'll see you then." she said quietly, glad he was leaving, for whatever was happening was too big, too instant, for her to take in all at once.
She sat quietly, mulling, her mind completely buzzing with confusion.
And then she slept.