Spider spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins and spins [If Jim looks back on it, Will did, in fact, use just as many and spins on Jim as he used on Will in their first meeting.] but I do not. I use teeth to bite and I jump and spring. [Someone's gone reading up on a certain mongoose.] I'm not poisonous, if we're doing animal symbolism. I have the distinct honor to be immune to snake venom. I catch snakes, they don't catch me. When they don't slither out from under the house, I go in by myself and drag them out. Throw them in a cage if they don't have a suicide wish. I've been stabbed, watched a young boy being encouraged to shoot me, nearly strangled with wires from stringed instruments, discovered someone who had no idea she had killed her good friend under my bed, and finally shot, but I've never been beaten by a snake before. Never been killed. Or hurt so badly I'd be put out of work.
[No offense meant with that suicide wish mention.]
Until just before I came here. It was made apparent that while I'd been catching snakes regularly, I'd managed to miss the one who had been coming into the house with me, camouflaged so well no one could have realized he was a snake in the first place.
I don't know how it happened. Barty's helping me piece it together.
[If Jim knows what Barty has, if he knows about his telepathy—he can fill it in. Sort of. It doesn't explain how they met or came to the agreement they did, but Will is getting more specific.
Mongoose put away by snake finds methods to get back what he needs with another snake. What a life.]
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[No offense meant with that suicide wish mention.]
Until just before I came here. It was made apparent that while I'd been catching snakes regularly, I'd managed to miss the one who had been coming into the house with me, camouflaged so well no one could have realized he was a snake in the first place.
I don't know how it happened. Barty's helping me piece it together.
[If Jim knows what Barty has, if he knows about his telepathy—he can fill it in. Sort of. It doesn't explain how they met or came to the agreement they did, but Will is getting more specific.
Mongoose put away by snake finds methods to get back what he needs with another snake. What a life.]