Cerulean Cape there's your obstacle.

Penn thought for a moment as he watched Maia's obvious enjoyment that perhaps he ought to have at least tried it, but he felt the sting of the cut on his lip as the salty breeze brushed over it and cringed. There were plenty of other delicious things in the world--this one could fall by the wayside. Surreptitiously, he turned his head to glance around and make sure there were no other rock spiders anywhere near him as he waited for her to finish eating. Seeing none, he relaxed a bit and turned back.

"Good stuff sounds good," he replied, smiling though it caused his lip to twinge, "Lead the way." Penn stood then to follow her, his doubts about the decision he'd made beginning to creep back in. He'd think of ways to redirect conversation if it came too close to things he wasn't comfortable with along the way.

wrap up? :)