he lay curled against her side now , his hair sweaty and stuck to his forehead from crying . i did n't ask why she needed to see him . sound returned , although things were now very quiet . when was that last checked , do you know ? so what to do about it ? he was no longer used to having personal space . they sprayed their own poison on the spider as they landed on it , and then their giant sword-like jaws went to work . he loved hunting and fishing , smoking and drinking . 