They are timid because they were just born here. In fact, their mother had wandered into this place while looking for a place to birth them. Their kind didn't know this place or even that they had gone to another existence particularly, at least not the spiderlings.

It's like talking to a bunch of preschoolers in human terms. They hear his words but look curious and confused, something easily conveyed with their blue human eyes. Eventually, several move up onto a deer skull, tapping on it with their feet to get his attention.

"Too small to hunt." The chorus seems to pick up among all of them slowly.