"Welp! Aren't you enjoying the date?"
"Ink. We are hiding from multiple royal guards. Upon just your request, I hope you're aware. I don't fear dust touching my hands."
"Geez, someone's feeling edgy today, hm? C'mere. I brought a mantle."
"Well, just give it a moment! It's gotta materialize. So— did you bring the merchandise?"
"I can't allow you any chalk in good will. I brought... fruit, instead. See?"
"...OuterSwap fruit? Huh! Someone was in a mood. Trying to impress me?"
"Please. I would not stop at mere fruit if that was my main goal. Forget me, however. Sit with me."
"Not yet. I'm checking for any... guys."
"There's no one near, Ink. Their emotions do not echo clearly— and if they did, it'd be quite simple to..."
"No murdering! We've got a pacifist quote to fill. Besides, you're still a monster. Get too much dust around you and you'll get... funky."
"I lead a band of gentlemen quite familiar with dust. Such a phenomenon does not happen."
"Hush. What if you got too much DT and— y'know! You get all amalgamated? That'd be freaky."
"Hm? So, you wouldn't appreciate my affections if I was such a lowly creature? Is that what you're saying?"
"Pf— c'mon, y'know what I mean. Don't even try it, I can see you smile. Like a weirdo."
"It is done out of bitterness. Is it true, then? Would you not love me if I was anything other than what I am? An amalgamate, a creature of magic alone, a human?"
"...Hm? Are you 'Would you love me if I was a worm'ing me? Is that what this is?— Pf. Okay. No. Yes? Nooo... I think... Hm. I'm thinking about it. I'm not enough of a romantic, but I dunno if I could resist you wiggling all seductively—"
"What? Don't make that face. You'd do the same! You'd be a sexy little worm."