Perla's Perspective
"It's unimaginable for anyone to endure such a traumatic experience, especially at such a tender age. You bear no blame for what happened; the responsibility lies with your parents. They were meant to safeguard and nurture you, this was their failure."
He looked at me, his eyes wide and his mouth slightly open, and in that moment, I no longer saw him as a spider beastkin, but rather as a man who had been deeply wounded.
"You're...a rather unusual female," he said in a slightly gravelly tone.
I smiled at him. "I get that a lot.
"Hmm. Let me prepare this prey for you and then we can eat. You're an omnivore, I believe you said. I already ate, so I have no need to partake but you can eat all you want and I can dry the leftover meat so you can eat it later if you so desire. I've decided to not leave my lair again for some time." He pulled off a sack that had been hidden behind his back and held it out towards me. "For you."
