"Of course," she said, reaching out for the bread. Airachnid watched how Matilda picked at the bread and tossed the bits at the birds before doing it herself.

It was certainly a challenge to be so close to her object of vengeance, even only with an avatar, without attempting to harm her. She could just imagine wrapping her hands around Matilda's neck, or slowly slicing her apart, or skewering her...all in time, though. Patience was important at this stage of the game.

"Do you come here often?" Airachnid flashed Matilda her best I-am-just-a-kindly-Earth-human smile and continued tossing bread to the crowding birds.