The girl had will, and strength. she would give her that. Arachne forgot that because her endurance was longer, it meant everyone else shared it. She looked to the girl, showing no pity, but sighed. "Rest. I do not need angry parents at my door, asking me why I let their precious daughter work herself into an early grave."
She smiled, glad the girl was learning, "not this part. I have the rule of not mixing business with personal matters. I handle this alone, my clients never bothered me with it before, and think they can bully you around. That's my prerogative. Simply lock up, and go do whatever young people do nowadays. Have you no lover to bide the time with?"