I get up, and keep fighting. I refuse to ever give in again, failure is not an end, and it is a lesson I've learned the hard way. What of you, sir? [She had been beaten down, abused, and had so much of her mind shattered and twisted around to suit the want of a horrid creature not fit to be called a man. Alice had come too far to let something like that ever stop her from pushing forward.] If faced with failure, you sound more the type to fight back than let it stop you.

Failure may not always be an option, but when it happens it is not a reason to stop pushing onward.

[She brought the spider closer to herself, still situated in her hand.] Are they? That sounds as if they become something far more useful than taking the fingers off someone struggling on a manufacturing line.

Yet they don't make the threads used, do they? [Fingers drifted along the large furred spider's body as it leaned in to it, seemingly please enough. Still playing this game to praise the spider all for a rainbow spider silk.] It's one thing to work wonders with thread, but it's another to not only work wonders but be the source of materials used in creating something so magnificent.

[At least stroking the ego was sweetening up the spider well.]