Spider raises a single foreleg up under its head in a curiously human gesture, though it may be Rose doing it rather than the arachnid itself. "Let me think... do you remember big cousin Fiona, Thorn? Yea. Fio-na. What was her last name? She was engaged to Nick something. Water? Mmm, Nick and Fiona Water? That sounds close."

"If they're nobles, I'm sure some of the locals would recognize the name." Gweyir pauses and looks outside through the windows of the study, where the Mist still clings to the glass. "Assuming we can ever leave this house."

"Don't worry, Gweyir An Elf! We'll find a way!"

Breathing in for a moment, Gweyir lets out a small half-laugh half-sigh. "Gweyir is fine, Spider. No... need for formalities between friends."

"Okay!"