[ He'll let her, but he keeps his eyes shut. The dark circles under them say that he probably hasn't had a solid night's sleep in a few weeks. ]

Yeah. I sort of remember seeing her. Long-winded fake-nice spiderbitch, screwing everyone over for her own selfish means.

[ Cracking one eye open to look at her. ]

But I sort of figured. That you'd have some kind of ridiculous power, I mean. It's not your fault you didn't get the chance to use it. It was a pretty well thought out attack on the Batterwitch's part, solid pretty much right up until the ghost threw herself into the works.