[She sees them and approaches quietly, stopping just far enough away to give them a little space and just close enough to make it clear they weren't alone.]
[She doesn't say anything about their tears, knowing that sometimes one just needs to cry. But when they next look up they'll see Muffet standing there, her expression wearily sympathetic, holding out a small square of cloth for them to wipe their face on.]
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[She doesn't say anything about their tears, knowing that sometimes one just needs to cry. But when they next look up they'll see Muffet standing there, her expression wearily sympathetic, holding out a small square of cloth for them to wipe their face on.]