[Wilson pauses for a moment to consider his hand again. Hm... It's true that the little spiders have done nothing but help him when he wasn't able to help himself. It's unsettling, that's true, but he's in no position to argue. He'd be down his dominant hand if it wasn't for those things.]
It'd be good to know where they come from, at least. [He crouches down near a particularly suspicious-looking dent in the wall.] How many do you think there are?
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It'd be good to know where they come from, at least. [He crouches down near a particularly suspicious-looking dent in the wall.] How many do you think there are?