Pacifist
Of course you did.
She was alone, scared, and vulnerable, just like you were a few scant minutes ago when you first fell into The Underground. It didn't matter what she may or may not have just done to you, what was important was that she needed your help. You could hear a part of yourself screaming at you to lash out at her and take revenge, but those thoughts were quickly silenced. After all, who were you not to do the right thing?
Quietly, you sat down beside the crying frog girl and patiently began to wait, not saying a word.
"Ribbit? Ribbit" the Froggit asked through her sobs, which meant "Well, what are you waiting for? Just get it over with".
You explained to her that you didn't want to hurt anyone, and that you were sincerely sorry for attacking her earlier.
"Ribbit?" she croaked sadly, which translated to "Then why are you still here?"
You told her that she didn't sound like she was in the right mind, and that you weren't going to leave until you were sure that she was safe.
"Ribbit? Ribbit" she said with her eyes to the floor, which meant "Why? It's not like I matter anyways".
You wrapped your arms around her smooth, moist body and explained to the frightened woman that of course she mattered, and that you weren't going to let her treat herself like trash.
"Ribbit?" she said more croakily than usual, which meant "Why are you being so nice to me? Don't you know what I was going to do to you?"
You told her that you knew exactly what she planned on doing.
The two of you stayed like this for several minutes until the green haired girl in your arms finally calmed down, her sobs being replaced by normal breathing. By then, your striped sweater was completely soaked through by her body's natural slime, but you knew that it was a small price to pay to help her through this.
"Ribbit" she said as she wiped away her tears, meaning "I'm so sorry. If I knew you were so kind, I wouldn't have even considered assaulting you".
You replied by saying that you wouldn't mind burying the hatchet and pretending it never happened.
"Ribbit" she croaked more firmly, which translated to "I'd like that too, but I still want to make it up to you somehow. I know it isn't much, but can I buy you a little something to eat before we part ways?"
You nodded your head in agreement.
"Ribbit!" she croaked happily, which meant "Great! There's a Spider Café nearby that's really good! Let me show you".
She then hopping like the frog she ostensibly was towards the nearest doorway, a bright smile returning to her lips. You, however, stopped dead in you tracks as soon as you heard the word 'spider' and your floating soul skipped one of its beats.
"Ribbit?" the Froggit asked when she noticed you weren't behind her, meaning "Is something wrong?"
Thinking you merely misheard the woman, you shook your head 'no' and began following her through the winding hallways of the ruins and deeper into the catacombs. It wasn't long before the two of you came across a room with a fancy green sign with the words 'Spider Café' written on it in bold white letters, followed closely by the statement 'All proceeds go to real spiders'.
