[Thank you.] he says, accepting it and starting through the whole changing-behind-the-blanket routine. He does not want to be here, he doesn't want to be forced into playing dress up with a child--

Gaster's aware, despite the fact that Runester can't frown at him. And he's ignoring it.

[Because it's professional, and I suppose you could say I lived at work. Black, because a skeleton wearing all white is pitiful. And yes.]