OH gotcha. …Just used to some playful jabs from a friend who used to say the same thing is all!

Mean to me???

Don’t laugh at me censoring that I don’t like using their name in vain

Ang*l forbid I break out the vintage

…I should know better at this point than to doubt the lengths you’ll go to be silly shouldn’t I

UM??????
*Asriel survives the encounter successfully…?*

Thanks! It definitely holds a lot of memories. And maybe a couple holes somewhere from when I was first getting used to my horns!
*Asriel opens the front door. It sounds like a HOME. The smell of cinnamon permeates the air. Everything seems to bathe in a warm, yellow nostalgic light.*

Um…. No thanks!

Um?

Haha… Maybe don’t, then! Still, I do appreciate you taking the time to listen. Even if what I say can get a bit old. It’s nice to not have to put up a front all the time.

It’s no use I can sense it in the aether. Tales of dad’s love life… Beset by pickle brine and family memories

Think we’re lowballing the number a little but alright!
*click*

Oh dang I forgot how sad and tragic all that was… do you, uh. Wanna talk about it?

Do you have to say your words where I can see them

Yeah! Our house is a bit out of the way so I hope you don’t mind a bit of a walk!
*You are filled with the power of a convenient cutaway…*
Well! Here we are!

Hrm….. Weiiiiiird…..

I’d be amazed!!! Because logically that doesn’t sound possible!

Great!!! …As in, uh. Right now, right? Just making sure!