Moonspear the usual

The spider accepted the invite to the meal and stood beside the pale one, taking a bite. She actually never had the meal before, as it felt tiresome to wait for them to swim out, and even more-so reluctant to swim toward them. It was good.

"Where are you from?" As the two ate, she thought to push forward for a more social setting. It felt awkward, maybe even heard within her tone of voice, but Desdemona wished to push herself to be more sociable, as she had learned from Alya, and Morningside alike. 

Though couldn't help deny that it felt so unnatural.. She enjoyed the silence between the two, but needed this push for herself.