They watched her for some time, not speaking at first. "Maybe before I came to Neath, I traversed Poseidon's depths. Though Neath is Hades domain, if we use Greek affections. Though considering the number of Devils I encountered, I do not think Hades would quite approve of the people in his domain," they said, spinning their scepter around his hand. Given it had nothing easily to press against, they spun it quite easily before putting it into the ground.

"A mysterious language of sorts that were written in places in the city I made home to in Neath. But Spiders in particular seem to be affected by the Correspondence, often drawing into large groups that are called Spider Councils due to exposure to it. They speak, which is uncommon for our spiders... and can command other spiders like troops. I guess similar to you, but uglier and less friendly, if my assumptions on your nature are correct," they said, though given that she didn't know the correspondence they seemed a tad more relaxed in their stance. "I actually had to admit an affection for finding out the mysteries of it. When I wasn't stealing things."