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Spin covered her mouth to prevent herself from bursting into another fit of laughter at him- my, my... he was a charming creature! She didn't really wish to offend him, though there wasn't really a thought in her head about actually being in DANGER from him.
"Well, I am but a wicked female," she managed after she calmed herself somewhat, though rich amusement remained her her tone, "so I'll just keep my delusions to myself."
She continued to follow him, and allowed the topic to drift back to a more comfortable subject, "We're dolls? I suppose that -does- fit with all the clues... I've been terribly disoriented since I woke up... wherever here is," she shrugged, "Still, it's better than where I was- I have few complaints."

She followed along after him, her mood seeming to somber a bit as she took in what he was saying. Spin made a bit of a troubled noise and finally spoke after what was a long pause for her, "...I am not sure how I feel about the possibility of not being myself- I thought if I knew anything, it was who I was."
She shook her head slightly, feeling slightly disconcerted and embarrassed- showing weakness in front of a near-stranger? What had come over her? ...still... it had been a long while since she had the chance to talk to someone that wasn't a -god- or that she wasn't planning to steal from... she missed her brother terribly for half a moment, stabbingly- he was an idiot, but he listened.
Finally, she sighed and continued on- the worst that could happen is a handsome male would find her even more tedious, right? "...I could do magic, once..." she half-muttered it, "But I lost that before I became... as I am. Not the... sort of magic where it was a chorus of babbling sycophants, mind you- the kind where you'd have to beg the goddess for every tiny scrap of it," even in her contempt she didn't entirely wish to evoke the goddess' -name-, "...the other sort of magic. The type they mostly reserve for the males."
She toyed idly with her amulet, her motion calm even though her speech tightened up a little- becoming slightly clipped, "But it really doesn't matter- I... made an error, and almost all of it went away. The thing I could always sense, though... I still do. That's why I was pretty sure I was still myself- and... that I think my brother is around here somewhere."
Spin glanced at Alak ahead of her. Was he bored? Was he going to make fun of her and leave her? ...she supposed it was worth being able to talk for a while, even if she'd blown it.

She quirked an eyebrow- the fact that he was still engaged in conversation with her even after her morose noodling was a bit heartening... and after his question, she paused, eyed him up and down- and quickened her pace as much as she could without running to catch up with him.
"Much as being carried by you could prove... pleasant," oh now -that- was a pleasant mental image, and it sort of showed in her tone for a moment, "...I daresay I wouldn't put it past you to drag me along by the hair if it came to that," her tone was light enough, though- she seemed to have bounced back remarkably quickly.
"You are... correct, actually. I won't say -every- male is better, mind," she huffed as she moved along, "But I have met far too many idiot females in positions of power and seen far too many... competent males die for foolish reasons," she shrugged, "I am having to re-think many things. I may even have to rethink my disdain for divine powers if I ever wish to do magic again... I serve a god, after all- I certainly wouldn't -refuse- them if I knew how to get them," Spin admitted.
Though she didn't like the thought of parting, she was certain they must be getting close to the end of their journey... and she doubted the drider would come in and stay for tea. ...still, she felt the need to say something before it was too late, "...you certainly owe me now favors... but I feel compelled to ask you a small one," she folded her arms, "...if you happen to run across my brother somehow, would you point him vaguely in the right direction?"

Spin found herself arching an eyebrow again, "Well... you could merely point him in the direction of the city. He's a little thick, but I think he could guess where I've chosen to take up residence without much guessing."
The female paused for a beat, blinked, and... hoped he couldn't see her color slightly, "He's not thick because he's a -male-," she felt the need to insist all of a sudden, "He's... too trusting, too mouthy," she rubbed at her temple just thinking about it, "But he'd be roughly the same if he had been born my younger sister."
...it was both distressing and reassuring to think that no matter who might have raised him, he would have turned out a complete mess of a drow- maybe a bit more reassuring since -she- helped raise him.
She coughed awkwardly, "...anyhow- if you do not have pressing business... you are quite welcome to follow me home. ...call it too trusting on my part, but you seem like someone who, if you wished me harm, would have already gotten to it," her mouth twitched to a wry smile, "if only to spare yourself my endless chatter."

Spin arched an eyebrow again, "Oh, so I am upgraded to 'dear' now, am I?" she strolled right past him- again, part of her nagged that putting her back to him was an invitation towards trouble... but the large part of her chimed in that it would have been easier to kill her earlier.
"...well, I am trying to be more open minded- I just am aware that sometimes I might say things that could be taken the wrong way," she took a few moments to orient herself, then headed in the direction of the house she'd taken over- of course it was a big one.
"If I really did think males were inferior, I certainly would feel more shame following a god! ...I do not. If anything, the fact that he doesn't feel the need to brand all females as inferior makes him seem much greater than a certain goddess," she said it breezily- but with a nervous glance to the side. She was still a little antsy about Lloth.
"But- before I forget... as for my brother- he is very distinctive. He has red streaks in his hair... and four spider-limbs growing from his back," she glanced to make sure the drider was still following her- it didn't sound like she considered the spider limbs something to elaborate on.

"You could just use my name, you know. Or, if it's too much of a chore- I'll respond to 'Spin.' ...even if it is sort of a silly nickname," she shrugged, idly, as she continued on her way home. ...she'd certainly managed to pick a place that was a little inconvenient- but it was a big house, and she'd like the shape of the thing. Even though the city was starting to show some other signs of life, though, they hadn't showed up at her door just yet.
...she wasn't -entirely- opposed to that. She'd worked hard for that damned door, even if it really didn't entirely match with the decor of the city- there was only so much one person could carry, so it wasn't like she could steal a stone door from somewhere.

Spin chuckled, "Ahh, it sounds like my Lord is much wiser than I am... it took me far too long to figure out that it's contradictory to find males so... fascinating and yet think they're inherently inferior," she added wryly, "Now I just have to try and not say anything stupid... since I do say so very, very many things."

She finally reached her door and fished out her key from a pocket in her skirt- installing the door had been hard. Figuring out how to install a -lock- had been a nightmare, "...yes, my brother is fairly distinctive- that's why I figured it wouldn't be too much of a trial to spot him if you happened to pass him by," she fiddled with lock and key for a moment, then finally opened up the door to her house and stepped inside, gesturing him to follow, "...I don't have much in the way of furniture- but I can at least offer you what hospitality that I have."

Hells, she didn't even think she had to drug him or anything- that thought made her immeasurably cheery- she'd hate to lose good company to hallucinogenic tea. Maybe that bottle of wine she'd snitched the other day?

Spin had the wild urge to rush off and at least change into a better dress- but she figured the drider would get bored and leave, even if she didn't primp... so she merely set the things that she was carrying down once they were inside. Still, it was a thing to consider for the next time she went out- taking a little better care of her appearance. ...well, balanced out with making sure she could still run easily. Pride would do her no good if she got... maimed or something in the process.

She wasn't really kidding when she said she didn't have much in the way of furniture- the main room she was using, where she lead the other to, basically just had a 'table' made from a box, and then some cushions that were scattered around the room, with most gathered in a pile in most secure corner of the room. Spin would never point it out, but she'd been sleeping there for the moment. She desperately wished that she had managed to steal a rug she'd been looking at some days ago on the surface...

At the comment about Alakvylld not mixing well with furniture, she chuckled a bit even as she felt slightly less insecure. "You're free to use some cushions if you want to rest, but I'm afraid you're out of luck otherwise."

She did look around the house for a moment- it was, indeed, far too big for just her at the moment. "...well, I suppose that is what I am intending to do," she mused, "It'll feel less empty once I find my brother," she shrugged her shoulders idly, "...I came from a fairly large family- so this place almost seemed too small at first. It is too bloody quiet sometimes, though. I suppose I shall have a family of my own someday, though- and maybe even my brother too," she chuckled, "Then maybe it -shall- be too small."

She smirked slightly- she could sort of imagine forming her own little dynasty in a way. She'd raised her brother, after all- if she could keep him and all his foolishness alive for a fair amount of time, surely she could handle children someday? She shook her head- she was getting ahead of herself.