Donna blows out a breath. "Dun' have to tell me that twice. My fiance was popular at work. So good at his job, and I was... I was just a temp. No one special at all. He was paying attention to me, though. Gossiping about all sorts of things, talking about how when he ran things, it'd be different. It'd be better. And y'know what?

"Turns he was dosing me with some sort of science particle things my drinks. That's why he started talking to me. Needed a proper human incubator for spider-people food. That's how I met my friend who looks like you, actually. He was looking into all that. Stopped me getting eaten once Lance showed his true colors, so that was nice. But he was planning on unleashing spiders on our world in return for... I dunno. Power? Protection?

"It's balls winding up worse off because you listened to someone you trusted, who you really believed in. Sorry that happened to you." She glances over at him again. "Different idea, but... yeah. Unfair. S'blooming unfair."