'Hang from my waist or something, for all I care.' she grinned, pulling up.

Arachne slammed against the bars of her cell upon hearing Daemon's voice. Her hand was stretched through the bars in an attempt to grab his neck or face. 'DON'T CALL ME THAT YOU FUCKING PIECE OF DRAGONSHIT!' she screamed while trying to scratch him.

'Let's hope so.' she stated as she walked on.
'I don't plan to, but it depends on how the talk goes.' she said.