Greer nearly laughed at the way that he spoke to the mechanical spider; then she actually did when it bit him. She was siding with the spider at this point. Which was definitely something she never thought she'd say.

Looking at Mr. Lochrin skeptically, eyebrows raised as she exchanged a look wit her coworker, Greer wasn't sure that a bag could cut it. Certainly anything she had in the shop would be torn through in a matter of moments by those mechanical little pincers. "I might have an old hat box in the basement." She offered, wondering if something more sturdy would suit better. "Will it be alright for a moment while I get it?" Greer said as she braved getting a little closer to help her coworker off the chair and out of the room.