"Then I suppose I accept your offer......he quietly murmured to himself may whatever horrors await me be kinder than those before..."
“..Splendid! Now then, Daughters.. fetch this man some proper clothing..’we have plenty for him, I’m sure of it..~”
"Ah-I-I-"
He felt-VERY uncomfortable about taking the clothes of what would probably be a poor, horrifically murdered man-plus he wasn't quite sure what was wrong with what he was currently wearing-he rather liked his work clothes-
..Well, I’m sure it wouldn’t be an entire changeeeee… hopefully..?
2:”A make over indeed, alrighty then!”
"HF-"
....Boy you really gonna make me go back into Picrew to make a fancy version of him aren't ya-
(Pfft, no no no, not at all, what “they” mean, is just cleaning him up, since he was dirty. Tw T)
ohhhhhhhhhhhhh-and giving him better clothes. Yeahhhhh this is Castle Dimitrescu. Imma go make him a fancy outfit cuz insomnia go brrrrrrrrrr-
Pfft, oh fineeeee. |>
Mihal is VERY uncomfortable with the energy we have created in the studio today-
2:”Heheh! Oh you look absolutely gorgeous!….For a man filth! Now come on, get outta here and meet up with mother! She’s waiting for you!”
