"Thank you," Tarantulas whispers. "Please, please do hold them for me. Yes. I want to see them, even if it hurts...It would hurt more to think they've forgotten me entirely."

He shakes himself, abdomen bobbing in an almost comical way while he tries to restore his calm. "My sympathies as well, for your loss," he says quietly. "It is...a truly terrible thing, isn't it? To bring someone new into the world, and love them...and then lose them..." He rubs at his eyes with his pedipalps.