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[ashkente]

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.)

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[ashkente]

"Isɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴜᴅᴇ, ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs?" Is it alright if he calls them monsters? These are the important questions.

[fiery_goatmother]

"Oh, not at all. That is what we are. We are people just like anyone else." The negative connotation of the word is a bit depressing, but she knows there's no ill intent in the question.

[ashkente]

"I sᴇᴇ. Vᴇʀʏ ᴡᴇʟʟ, ᴀs ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴏғғᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ."

What can he say, really? It's nice to be nice at every opportunity, and this is a good one.

[fiery_goatmother]

"Oh, no, of course not. I do appreciate that you asked, though."

The personification of death, a perfect gentleman. Who would ever have guessed?

[ashkente]

And an animal lover too! It all comes rather naturally, so to speak, and the world is hopefully better off with him.

"Wᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs?"

[fiery_goatmother]

"Certainly! Papyrus is the one I mistook you for... he is just about the same height as you. He is a very gentle soul... loves to make new friends. I do not think he has an unkind bone in his body."

...Snrk. That came out before she even thought about it. Accidental pun. She tries valiantly to fight down a snicker and actually manages pretty well.

"...Sorry. No offense meant. His older brother, Sans, is a very good friend of mine. He kept me company for a long time when I had no one else. We used to tell one another jokes to pass the time."

And still do, honestly, although now it comes with a side effect of Papyrus screaming at them for the terrible jokes.

[ashkente]

No offense taken, what a wonderfully appropriate phrase. Unfortunately he doesn't have any funny bones, but it is what it is.

"I'ᴍ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ I'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴠᴇʀʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴊᴏᴋᴇs." he says, somewhat apologetic. Not very good at 'small talk' either, that sort of thing comes with practice. There is an attempt? "Bᴜᴛ I ᴅᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴛᴏᴏ, ᴀ ɢʀᴀɴᴅᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ."

[fiery_goatmother]

She can forgive him for not being all that good at jokes. After all, who would really want the incarnation of death getting funny with things? It's probably better this way.

Toriel does perk up at the mention of his family, though. She may have read about his family some, but it's entirely another thing to hear about them firsthand. "Do you? How wonderful! I am sure she means a lot to you."

She can only dream of being a grandmother. At least for the time being. When you're functionally immortal, it's only a matter of time.

[ashkente]

What they may expect is a cruel, mocking Death. What they get is much better, really, if you happen to live and die on the Discworld.

"Yᴇs. I ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ sᴇᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴏғᴛᴇɴ, ʙᴜᴛ I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʜᴇ ɪs."