Vor just tilted his head at her. Unlike the rest of the Webs who would just kill her or rape her he gave her his time even with the questions. "When our race fights each other it means one will die. We will use any means we can to kill but the poison we are immune to on an level but it will still hurt us as it does not cycle throughout the blood. It's like a snake, it could get bit by another snake and but the poison won't do as much damage yet in the end it will do damage."
"As for showing my fangs...I do not see why not but as for my claws...They are harder then anything you most likely have faced, we don't use them to climb but to fight with. It takes roughly ten years to grow them to what they need to be along with the toenails but few use the toenails to fight. Come I will show you what I mean."
He said as he stood up walking to an tree. "Come, and get on my back. I can carry more then what I let on and you will see how we climb."