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She looks at the goblet. Then at the spider. Then back at the wine. She grabs the arthropod with her slender, long hand and shoves it into her mouth. She closes her eyes, feeling the small creature wriggling inside her in panic. After a short time, she takes it out again, covered in saliva but still alive. This process helps her to gather her thoughts. At first, she thinks about ignoring the wine, but then she feels sorry for the effort of those who made it, and she drinks it.