[Poppy]

"That's funny because I can barely remember what I did yesterday." An infinite amount of memory. Honestly Benji was a little surprised that Anansi didn't go insane. How did he keep track of so much? How could he remember every story ever told? Even the minute ones such as the small tales Anansi had somehow gotten out of Benji.

Benji looked up towards Anansi, a weary expression coming over his features. He wasn't fond of Anansi touching him, but he'd never had the strength in him the last few weeks to fight back. Not like he had in the beginning. He was starting to wish that he might've made more of an impression. He always hurt now, although luckily he could still walk. Benji had the idea that by month four he wouldn't want or be able to use his legs too much. "Okay," he agreed hesitantly. Anansi wouldn't hurt him, not with the eggs, so he didn't have to worry about that. Benji had never been one for physical contact to begin with unless it included him hugging his parents goodbye or something, but the aches and pains were starting to get to him and he knew he wouldn't be able to stay quiet about it forever.