Eda does not, in the slightest, enjoy the pull of the webs, even if all they’re doing is holding her in place. For someone who didn’t used to mind spiders, she’s certainly not fond these days. And she’s not fond of being held, controlled, puppeted… she *hates* the lack of control.
She’s not sure if it makes it better or worse that it’s someone she… likes. Trusted, even.
She’d like to trust Reyes and Bonnie now. She’d like to hope the spell they’re doing is a good thing, that there really is a chance of getting home. She wants it to be true, desperately.
But that doesn’t mean she does trust them. Not after the trip through the house.
Meaning that once her body is her own she rushes to them, not the portal.
“Is this what you’ve been up to?” she asks Reyes, not quite accusatory but not quite approving, either. “And you didn’t… let us know? Do you even have any proof it leads home?”
Reyes and Bonnie + Eda and Raine
She’s not sure if it makes it better or worse that it’s someone she… likes. Trusted, even.
She’d like to trust Reyes and Bonnie now. She’d like to hope the spell they’re doing is a good thing, that there really is a chance of getting home. She wants it to be true, desperately.
But that doesn’t mean she does trust them. Not after the trip through the house.
Meaning that once her body is her own she rushes to them, not the portal.
“Is this what you’ve been up to?” she asks Reyes, not quite accusatory but not quite approving, either. “And you didn’t… let us know? Do you even have any proof it leads home?”