[Oh, oh. That one word is absolutely heartwrenching, and Muffet wants desperately to bring this poor boy home to his family- but she doubts they're anywhere she can reach right now, and before anything she has to keep him from succumbing to the cold out here.]
[She reaches out to grasp his hand, her fingers in her white glove a warm, solid weight on his.]
I don't think she's here, but will a friend do, for now? I'd like to be friends with you, Mister Mystery.
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[She reaches out to grasp his hand, her fingers in her white glove a warm, solid weight on his.]
I don't think she's here, but will a friend do, for now? I'd like to be friends with you, Mister Mystery.