[Joan wipes a sticky mess off her chest, and it's not even there for a good reason. She's going to go home and collapse into her bathtub. She keeps wheezing, before remembering Ren's advice; Joan tilts her head back and cricks her neck.]

It was one of those Spirit Halloween tinsel spiders, but alive. [Joan tries to stand; it's slow going, mostly because she's taking her time.] Do they have those on your planet? Jesus. It was a big fucking spider. That's what I meant.