Four days.
It had been four days since Abigail had vanished after a rather nasty encounter with some hounds.
Wendy sat on a small tree stump away from their base, not really in the mood to deal with people. Living people, anyway. In her hands was her sister's flower, floating slightly over her palms, pale, and closed, indicating Abigail was in a faraway place. She sighed softly, just staring down at it with an expressionless gaze.
With a happy whistle and a bounce in his step Webber walked through the woods, spider limbs bobbing as he went along. His backpack was near bursting, filled to the brim with butterflies, having been catching as many as he could for some experiment Wilson wanted to perform.
The spider boy paused mid-step and looked out, catching sight of Wendy in the distance, sitting, unmoving. Tilting his head and pursing his lips he slowly walked over, eyes wide and curious.
"Wendy? Are you alright?" he asked, setting his backpack down and getting on his knees, trying to get her to look at him.
The girl slowly looked up, blinking at Webber before returning her gaze to the flower.
Webber frowned and whispered "Wendy...?"
She sighed and brushed the flower with her thumb, watching it bob a little, but doing nothing more. She knew he meant well, but she was nowhere near as... open... as he could be.
"If you're feeling sad, we could always go-"
"I feel dead inside." Wendy stated.
Webber was silent a moment, spider legs twitching as he thought. Before Wendy could even process what was happening he gently pushed her hands apart and scooted a bit closer, leaning in to place the side of his head against her chest.
She was frozen. What in the world was Webber doing?! She blinked, unsure what to do.
A soft hum came from Webber, closing his largest eyes as the smaller ones blinked slowly. After a minute he opened them, looking up.
"You don't sound dead inside, Wendy" he said with a smile, listening to the steady beat of her heart.
Wendy stayed motionless for a moment before the smallest of smiles could be seen tugging on her lips. She leaned down and hugged his head, closing her eyes. The boy giggled and reached around, hugging her around the lower back, his spider legs reaching out to do the very same.
"Thank you, Webber."