[Poppy]

It was a surprise, actually, that Anansi had agreed to his proposition, but then again maybe he just didn't want to listen to Benji complaining all night about how bad of a bed had been made for someone - someone in his 'delicate' condition, as the deity had put it. It made Benji a little nervous at the thought of going outside. He should be excited but all he could think about was... his eyes or something burning when he finally was able to see the sun again. To be tucked away underground for three months had taken its toll on him in more ways than the obvious. He just hoped he wouldn't get too excited. Delicate or not, Benji had the feeling it'd be pretty easy to hurt himself how he was now if he got too exuberant.

As they trekked through the tunnels, Benji couldn't help but give an annoyed moan every few steps. "You can't take the short way for me?" By the time they'd found the trapdoor, he was out of breath, and focused on his breathing more than the light that filtered inside. When Anansi motioned for Benji to follow, he swallowed thickly and crawled out of the trapdoor next, struggling to pull himself and his new weight up before he settled on the damp ground. "Ah, fuck," he cursed bitterly, running a hand over his massive abdomen. "S'not my fault if I gotta take breaks." Despite being outside once more, Benji was starting to dread the hike through the jungle to gather resources. He just had to remind himself that it'd be worth it later that night.

"Okay," he started, standing again and supporting his gravid belly with either hand, "need something soft. Wherever something like that would be out here."