Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190401165541/@comment-29038468-20190408170001

Ophelia shakes her head. "No, it's something my mom once told me, 'Dad is a good person,  he just shoulders the blame for a lot of things out of his control.' I think I get it now..." She explains. Her voice is getting better, but it's still very weak. "I'm very personal about my moms, but I can call you Auntie if you'd like?" She asks with a small smile.

I compose myself a little bit more and nod with Repter's plan. "Alright, I can send out some scouts to get a better feel for this place. Just...try not to scream or step on them." I tell him. I pull my arm back into my cloak's sleeve and after a few seconds, tiny black spiders start crawling out, they slip in between the cracks and floors of the elevator. "Don't worry, they're faster and more sturdy than the common house spider, they'll come back if they find anything." I tell him.