AURELIA
and my hands aren't clean
maybe they never will be
maybe they never will be
Aurelia thinks she's got the spider, even if it's trapped on Rigby's head, until she sees those spindly limbs stretching down his chest. Her hands freeze around the hems of the shirt, watching with widened eyes as Milo seems to handle the situation far better than she ever could. Her own instincts told her to smash it. Since it's such a large spider, maybe it's better that she didn't.
"Milo?" She questions, uncertain if he's got it, still holding the shirt over Rigby's face (maybe it's better that she does so that he doesn't freak out). That is, until the creature's been captured into the bowl and Milo is pulling it away. Aurelia's brows raise. "Hey... don't touch it!" She warns in advance, hoping that it's not venomous but not truly knowing. Not like she's an expert anyway. Its size is intimidating enough.
Rigby's stirring is enough to draw her attention back to him and she lets go of the shirt in a bit of an 'oh!' moment. "Uh..." its a mumbled utterance as she watches him untangle himself, until he asks her a rather pointed question, to which she can only respond, "You're welcome."
Awkwardly, her lips contort into a sort-of frown and she awkwardly tacks on, "I'm uh.. I'm sorry, for what it's worth... for.. shooting you," her gaze dips downward before glancing back up toward Rigby's face, "I won't do it again, if it... makes any difference."
At this, she waits for only a moment before she trails after Milo to see what he's going to do with the spider, peering over his shoulder.
"Milo?" She questions, uncertain if he's got it, still holding the shirt over Rigby's face (maybe it's better that she does so that he doesn't freak out). That is, until the creature's been captured into the bowl and Milo is pulling it away. Aurelia's brows raise. "Hey... don't touch it!" She warns in advance, hoping that it's not venomous but not truly knowing. Not like she's an expert anyway. Its size is intimidating enough.
Rigby's stirring is enough to draw her attention back to him and she lets go of the shirt in a bit of an 'oh!' moment. "Uh..." its a mumbled utterance as she watches him untangle himself, until he asks her a rather pointed question, to which she can only respond, "You're welcome."
Awkwardly, her lips contort into a sort-of frown and she awkwardly tacks on, "I'm uh.. I'm sorry, for what it's worth... for.. shooting you," her gaze dips downward before glancing back up toward Rigby's face, "I won't do it again, if it... makes any difference."
At this, she waits for only a moment before she trails after Milo to see what he's going to do with the spider, peering over his shoulder.
but they can still carry you home
when you're ready to sleep
when you're ready to sleep
