The pricks against her skin were light like a mosquito, and she hardly felt them... She could see it well enough, and she despaired. "No, what, what are you doing?!" She didn't care for a repeat from before, but apparently they couldn't get enough of her... Damn Maya and her big mouth, it was the only thing that kept her brave in times like these. "I'm, I'm already pregnant!" She shouted, but she doubted they might hear her, or even care. Tiny areas of the web dissolved as they were poked, and she hoped that perhaps she might fall out of the web and smush them, if it could ever come to that.<br/><br/>Overall, she found her anger subsiding, and even her sadness, although she clung to them dearly. "No more, please," she gasped, but she sounded more winded than anything.