"...Well, now you know it's friend and not foe, and wdym you couldn't see?"
Soul: "*αʅαɾɱҽԃ ƈʅιƈƙιɳɠ*"
Translation: something... inky... cold... hurt...
"Hmm...rather odd, maybe you we're just blinded by something for a shortwhile?"
Soul: *noded*
Virus: "what did they say?"
"They said something inky and cold had blinded him, one of the reasons to why he attacked you"
Soul: *ǟɢɢʀǟʋǟȶɛɖ ƈɦʀɨք*
Translation: it! not he. it! My pronouns are they/them and it/it's use them. please.
Virus: "Ohhh:
"Sorry sorry, it's just your makes you sound like a man....also we're skeletons so we ourselves have a hard time telling our own genders -w-"
Soul: *it giggled, it was a bit disoriented* ƈɦɨʀք?
Translation: really?
"Yeeep, i mean sometimes it's easy but sometimes like Nightmare, another one of us you could barely tell if he was even an IT!"
Soul and virus: *laughing*
