Sans: *He looks confused at the suddenly shy Eliver* Huh?? Eliver... You seem off... And, seriously... Since when do you play with your hair, or get nervous like this...? And, why did Mugs of all people grab you, much less this hard? He would have really meant to hurt you if the wound's this bad.... *He cautiously looks between Mugman and his mate* Is there anything you could have done to make him upset towards you?? I heard yelling a couple of minutes ago... Did you two get in a fight...?
Bendy: *Walks up the ladder, and next to Pastel* Those two are really at each other's throats, huh? *He coughs into his hand and a bit of ink comes out, he quickly wipes it off* Do you think they'll be okay for the rest of this?
