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Good afternoon, Castle. There's a new arrival, a seven-foot-tall skeleton in the ballroom sampling the sweets. He may be the most unruffled newbie to arrive on the floating island in quite a long time. Those who can remember events before they happen tend not to be surprised very often, and this is nothing more than a vacation for him. No Duty to do at all, for he doesn't have dominion here. He hopes it'll be restful and possibly even pleasant.
He's going to try a little bit of everything in the room, in no hurry. For any witnesses, it's a bizarre thing to see. Food goes into his mouth, isn't chewed at all, and must go somewhere, because it's not ending up on the floor. No matter how long he's watched, it's going to remain a mystery as to how he swallows and where it's ending up. Best not to ask, you'd only embarrass him. Some things ought to be kept private.
(Of course, skeletons eating food can't be anything new here. Hopefully no one will stare at him too long.)
He's going to try a little bit of everything in the room, in no hurry. For any witnesses, it's a bizarre thing to see. Food goes into his mouth, isn't chewed at all, and must go somewhere, because it's not ending up on the floor. No matter how long he's watched, it's going to remain a mystery as to how he swallows and where it's ending up. Best not to ask, you'd only embarrass him. Some things ought to be kept private.
(Of course, skeletons eating food can't be anything new here. Hopefully no one will stare at him too long.)
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Please don't go for his scythe, it's not meant to be played with.
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They won't touch it! Just investigating close up.
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Too close. He reaches over and takes it, for the sake of safety. Sorry, Frisk.
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They shoot him a reproachful look, but then just reach over and start poking at something that looks like a few donuts stuck together instead.
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...Mostly. More semantics. His meaning gets through, and that's what matters.
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Fairly nice goat-woman who called herself a monster? That Toriel.
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It's only after he says it that he realizes it might sound... wrong. Meeting Death would mean something awful, back on the Discworld.