For one brief moment, Lydia ignores the eyecams broadcasting her most intimate moments--her first orgasm at the hands of another creature--to the enthralled masses. She ignores the metallic spider-like bots that are collecting her passion-soiled garments to be sold at auction to the highest bidder, and focuses instead on the poor spiderling, cursed to wander the dungeon from year to year, until some contestant puts an arrow through her. Kindness is a rare gift in the Dungeon.<br/><br/>Lydia kisses Jessica passionately, despite the restraints that bind her. The creature took only what she needed, and Lydia can't fault her for that.<br/><br/>But the gift leaves her speechless. "Oh Jessica, you didn't have to do that, and after I ruined all of your webbing, too."<br/><br/>She quickly tugs them one, well aware that danger could come upon them at any moment. The breeches and top are a perfect fit. The slippers tough yet supple. She brushes off the bottoms of her feet before slipping into them. "Thank you so much." She takes the spiderlings face in her hands and kisses her once more. "Next time, you won't have to bind me...I'll give myself to you freely, as along as you promise to release me again!"<br/><br/>With that, she slips the vial into her pouch, checks her weapons on final time, and slips away toward the golden fruit.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Be careful of the water," she says as she approaches the contestant with an arrow drawn. "They know we get thirsty, so the watering holes are ideal ambush points."<br/><br/>Lydia's eyes dance between the girl and the water, alert for any sign of danger. She shouldn't have much to fear from the girl. This isn't a gladiatorial arena; contestants are rarely hostile unless betrayed or provoked.<br/><br/>"I notice your quiver is empty. I'll trade you half my arrows for one of your full canteens."<br/><br/>