One holding on to his fake emotions the other afraid of the truth both suffering together Ink was not always a colorful soul but he knew he was connected to way to many strings to let go but it wasn't the threads keeping him together it was the one pulling them. Error on the other hand tearing apart at the seams at the decision on whether to trust his feelings for the paint stained skeleton or to stay true to his bad nature and job. As both paint and strings clash a feeling hangs over both their heads. Tied together and stained, both out codes just looking desperately for their place in the universes.Their place together.