HEY, LITTLE ERIDAN. DO YOU MIND IF I SIGN IN ON YOUR HUSKTOP? I’M GOING TO TRY SOME THINGS….BECAUSE I’VE NOT SEEN THAT TROLLTAG ANYWHERE BEFORE. BUT IF IT IS REAL, I’LL DO WHAT I CAN TO SAVE YOUR FRIEND.
He shrugged, then shook his head.
i dont care…but s-she’s already…
He cut off with a sob, hiding his head in his arms. The wriggler he thought he was talking to was already dead; he’d seen it live.
You hug Eridan and pap him.
You decide now that you hate seeing your friends upset about anything.