[Meja receives a very unpleasant memory about spiders, deep in Alfheimr where they have spiders the size of cars. She swallows down a shudder, which is easy when Donna's next comment is so... perplexing.
She frowns deeply.]
You want something to... suck your face?
[This is not a slang term that the Valkyrie is familiar with.]
no subject
She frowns deeply.]
You want something to... suck your face?
[This is not a slang term that the Valkyrie is familiar with.]