action; SORRY! /sob
[ While he had admittedly never really been one for close contact, this was a special privilege of Alois'. It had been an acquired skill, managing to complete his designated tasks while being hung from, nuzzled, clambered upon and on occasions, clung to. This, this was nothing.
Truth be told, it was rather calming. Old habit had him leaning slightly into that small frame. Spiders were capable of a measure of affection, after all. ]
Has it really been that long?
[ A simple question as he nudges a cup of flour, an empty bowl and a sifter over to the boy. ]