"Do not turn into a spider big enough for a child to ride on," is what Purple gets insistent about. "Not if I have to watch."

They have seen enough giant spiders for one lifetime, thank you very much. Is he using their reaction from last time against them? It's hard to tell; he might have said the same thing to anyone.

"Good for you," Purple says, a tad curtly. How come he can change his body mass that much, and that easily? They wish they could do that. (Although if he can only turn into variously-sized spiders and spider-humanoids, that's a tradeoff they wouldn't take. Not even because it's spiders, just the inflexibility of it.)

"Is my head really that comfortable?" They glance at a street sign. Still going the right way. "That's one of the weirder compliments I've received."