Octane watched how Caustic body language changed as the spider greeted them. The cheetah felt his ears go down and cheeks fall, tail swishing back and forth ever so slowly. Caustic showed interest in few things. Death and the morbid, most of all. He knew Caustic liked spiders, he just... this was just fucking weird. His lips twitched in the possibility of a snarl, but like, there was no way Caustic would ever replace him.
Don't worry about it.
Caustic was speaking to him, and Octane shook the thoughts from his head.

He didn't want to leave. Not so soon. "Uhm, yeah, we'll see."