[Muffet nods in understanding- she can remember trying to explain magic and how one perceived things with it to humans well enough to have an idea of the trouble with trying to describe things in terms of senses they were more familiar with.]

My, that sounds impressively useful- albeit perhaps a somewhat depressing line of work. If you're quick and lucky, in my world, you can catch a soul before it departs, but I don't think anyone can call one back once its' entirely gone...

[Monsters have a frankly miniscule crime rate, as a society, but Muffet's been living around humans long enough to get the concept of murder being a problem that occurs frequently enough to require professional attention, even if it's still a little odd to her.]