You were in Goliath's arms as you two lay in a web hammock, his hand running through your hair occasionally. Ever since you, a young formerly human child, were turned into a spider demon, you had trouble sleeping, so Goliath took it upon himself to soothe you to sleep every night. He looked down at you and patted your tired head.

"Do you feel alright, little one? Maybe a blanket would help, or a lullaby?" He asked in a soft-spoken voice.