Tormented Tarns spiders in your hair, spiders everywhere

Any other time, the Gamma would have been glad for the quiet. But then that would kickoff the premise that they were companionable in this wordless moment whereas they were not. They were a far item from familiar as this meeting grew beyond its infantile stages straight into the grave. Tatsuya breathed profoundly, sighing over their moribund conversation. Patience evaporated in the minutes of her continued silence. Sien alone consoled him in speaking up, but the subject was, er...unusual. Her impassive expression really added to The Awkward.
INDENT“No,” he replied with a small, albeit empathetic smile. Letting her take over was a bad idea but he was not going to drag her for the ineptitude. Mentally he was guffawing at her blunder. Who the hell eats spiders?! Gods! She must be out of her mind! Or desperate! Very desperate. Which raised the question: “have you?” Please go into vivid detail! I wanna regale my pack mates back home with your lunacy!