(Elias) takes his time, walking through the room, trying to imagine what it must be like for this other person. Was it fear or wonder that drove him from bed... he can't see much difference in the room than his own. Did the (Martin) even look?

Curious.

He almost misses the glass spider, catching its stare more by feel than by sight. He strides to the window and peers at the small creature, the first sign of any other life.