Starling makes him smile, briefly, to himself. He likes that sometimes people name themselves after birds. Like there's an inherent song behind it—

"Oh—"

The spider flares with a deep red color, high pitched noise barely a warning before it lunges at her — the smaller target. Noth is prepared to be the one to take the first attack, but seeing the animal has a different idea, switches his stance to jump in front of her. He screams when it sinks its mandibles into his arm.