Wilson's picking up his own Sundries delivery, which arrives in a wooden crate, when he's distracted by the huge fuzzy white spider plushie. It's the kind of thing Webber would adore; he could imagine himself finding it gross or unnerving before everything that happened in the Constant, but he's dealt with so much worse than big spiders that a toy in the shape of one doesn't really faze him anymore.

"I could take something?" he offers, but he's already filled up his inventory and he's having trouble finding room for all of his own stuff (he's left a fancy-looking blueprint and a pile of sketches of some sort of giant fire-breathing bug on the counter), so that's going to be a challenge. And he didn't bring the bundling wrap, either. If only Chester was here.