Jon not noticing he’s being controlled at first, the web is subtle after all. A choice here, a different decision there, all leading to what the mother wants. It’s only when he’s stopped from harming the little ones inside him that he can see the webs wrapped around his limbs. Their little voices crying out, telling Jon they love him, the mother loves him.
The webs pull taut, so he can’t move at all, now that the mother’s control has been revealed, she can be more direct, filling him with eggs as he struggles, the spiders inside him holding him tight, spinning their webs to keep him from breaking. The mother whispers that it loves him, that he will give her such lovely babies. Once he’s filled, he’s released, allowed to lay in the floor shaking, terrified, but also craving to be loved even if it’s by spiders.
