I would like to tell thou that I am sincerely regretful for mine earlier, unacceptable actions. I was delinquent in mine failures to remain civil and peaceful, and so I hath chosen a new, pacifistic nature, I offer thee an acknowledgement of mine failures.
-Seems genuinely sorry-
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(Hangs near Cloud and Gwyndolin, just in case.)
…
(Comes in, squinting from the BRIGHT LIGHTS THAT AREN'T CANDLES. Can smell the cookies. Is still half-expecting everyone else to mob him with blunt instruments.)
...Such a large dwelling. Who is the owner?
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Doc and Legion have already set up the kitchen for the pudding-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?(Cautiously takes the cookie from him, studying his strange appearance. Sniffs it, confirming that it is in fact the source of the intoxicating, honey-like aroma.)
...I do not have one.
(Takes a bite. Looks as though he has never eaten anything this sweet before. Savors it.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019(Takes a moment to bring himself out of sugar sensory overload.)
I was simply never given one. I cannot say that the thought did not cross my mind, but I fear that I am far too debased to be deserving of the privilege of a name.
(Not too debased for another bite of that tasty cookie, though. Chomp.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

-Loses interest and heads back inside to find someone to talk to-
'Cmon. Gordon and that other guy made cookies.
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist