"Oh, dear Laufeyson. You think so little of your
older sister don't you." She cooed. She was older, but not by much. "The crawlers
love these dark spaces. Why! Looky there," she said with feigned excitement. "I think that's one of their webs right there! Surely that is proof enough for you that they exist in there, isn't it?" Amora asked, a smirk on her maw.
"But. If you would rather just let the hoppers loose." She gave a shrug. "I thought you wanted excitement."
And then was his question. Her smirk widened, flashing some pearly whites.
"Most
definitely." She advised. It wasn't really, but Laufeyson could find that out on his own. "Went in the other day. It's how I know they are there. I saw this
really big one. I bet Mjolnir wouldn't sleep for week if you put it in her hair." She grinned.
"So dear brother. Are you in?"