"The not so itsy-bitsy spider?" Curnen smiled. That was Annie's nickname now, because of course it was. "Yeah, I know him. Not as well a some, better than others." And things had, strangely, improved since Dia de Muertos. They'd seen something of each other's scars and, while she didn't exactly see him as an adult, she knew now he wasn't such an inexperienced kid either. Grieving together, even for different people, was a bonding experience.