When he happens upon you in the Shadow cursed lands, he has no intention of saving you. It is against his method -- his internal programming.

Long, spidery legs click against the blighted earth as he approaches you, bringing his lantern down to illuminate your cowering, bloodied body. As his many eyes settle on your form, he feels a twist deep within his head, one that nearly causes him to recoil.

"Her majesty," he breathes, eyes wide, confused and mildly afraid. "What is this..."