[ Claire is agreeing with all of Wanda's reactions, and is waiting for him to finish his sentence so she can say as much when he stops speaking abruptly. His face flickers through a myriad of expressions she can't quite place in the time they shift, but she leans a little closer with worry etched in her features. ]
Michael, are you—
[ And then, before she can say anything else at all a spider comes out of his mouth and all she can do is stare at it making its way over his face. She's leaning back now, and even after he speaks, what can she even possibly say? ]
What the fuck, Michael?
[ Apparently that. ]
If not being human means this, you can keep it. What in the bloody hell just happened?
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Michael, are you—
[ And then, before she can say anything else at all a spider comes out of his mouth and all she can do is stare at it making its way over his face. She's leaning back now, and even after he speaks, what can she even possibly say? ]
What the fuck, Michael?
[ Apparently that. ]
If not being human means this, you can keep it. What in the bloody hell just happened?