Sweat was really starting to gather on his forehead. He realizes it's his body trying to burn through the poison faster... He feels a slight pinch when she removes the fangs. The puncture marks aren't deep, but they still well up with carmine blood. He raises his hand, a wave of fire passing through the limb. "Didn't get", a shallow breath tinged with pain, "a good look at what kind of spider demon bit me." A couple more shallow breaths. "Wasn't meant to be lethal. Lower level spider." His other arm had taken up burning, the venom spreading to his legs. He sags a against her pillows panting. It feels really hot to him right now. He knows that will wear off soon enough and then he'll be shivering.