[As soon as Webby's hand leaves hers, there's a sharp pang in Lena's chest. Sure, she's always felt a little disappointed whenever they stop holding hands, for reasons that haven't really fully sunken in for her, but that... that kind of intensity is new. And before Webby can let her hand fully drop away, Lena's own shoots out to grab it.

So here they are again. Holding hands. Totally not awkward or anything.]

.... Uh.

[PLAY IT COOL LENA, LIKE NOTHING EVER HAPPENED.]

Y-Yeah, I think so. Dunno if you're gunna find anything good in there, though... I only saw those lame-looking worms when I was passing through last time.

[... Smooth.]