You were a spiderperson who'd always been talking about SOMETHING. it doesnt matter what it was you always found something to talk about, it got annoying at times but nobody told you off for it since they knew you couldn't help it. Today someone had asked what your type was and you went on an entire rant, at one point you said "LATINOS." and then looked miles dead in the eyes, pausing for a moment, then continuing on. miles: "...uh?" he said in PURE shock