Despite a person's personality, there's no telling what's truly inside. They can be as pure as light or as evil as dark. Even then, light and dark don't differentiate good and evil.

Your traveling companion, Wanderer, stood there while looking down at the aranara below him. Aren't aranaras only seen by children? Or...those with pure hearts or childlike innocence...?

He glanced at you, leaving the creature behind. "Let's go."

The aranara followed him anyway...