[FolkMaster]

Anansi let out another one of his hissing little cackles. It was always so amusing when humans tried acting like they would get out of here alive. They stood up to him, squaring their feet, holding up their chins, and even some puffing out their chests. He enjoyed the brave ones much more than those who curled up on the ground sobbing wildly. He never kept those ones around for very long. "Snacks?" he chimed curiously. "Oh, I do love your snacks." That was Anansi's cue to go digging through more pockets. He found the canteens of water first and willingly tossed them towards Benji. Black eyes widened when he found the stash of protein bars and trail mix. Anansi discarded the white chocolate and cranberry, the oreo, banana nut bread, and oatmeal raisin walnut bars, but then "You do have it!" he exclaimed and held up a peanut butter flavored bar. "But only one? That's disappointing." He tore open the wrapper with his sharp claws and nibbled on the corner.

"Now, let's have a look at you." Anansi approached Benji again. He was tall standing on his spider legs; easily two feet taller than the human. All six of his black eyes blinked in unison. First, he pushed the young man onto the ground. Next, he pulled the remaining leather shell off his foot and then peeled away the cottony white webs from each foot. Since one hand still held the protein bar, Anansi used his free hand and one front leg to lift and pull at Benji's clothing. "Not too soft... Good meat on your bones... Nice color... No obvious signs of parasites... I nabbed one of you fellows one time and he was littered with ticks. Hardly enough blood left in him to make him a good meal."