#subcon-archivist

His eyes are wide at the mere sight of her! He had stubbled across many amazing beings in his lifetime and seen many types of ghosts ranging from friendly to completely hostile but never before had he seen a light ghost. His whole face lights up with excitement (no pun intended)- though he knows better than to assume that she is friendly this early in their meeting (he will not be making that mistake again). ‘Whoa! Greetings, I’m Stanford Pines, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.’

“. . .”

"How curious..." He hummed, stroking his beard in thought. "Please, excuse my curiosity. I am simply fascinated," he chuckled, stopping in front of this new specter and nodding kindly. "Would you mind if I asked what sort of being you are? I simply must know~"

“LADY ARC!” Aleron boomed, his green eyes full of merriment and joy as always. “HOW FARE YOU? IT IS QUITE COLD, ISN’T IT? BUT A WARM SPELL SHOULD SOON BE DUE, HM?”

Aleron promptly blinks and nods. “OF COURSE! WHY WOULD I NOT-” He has to take a moment to pause, think of what he wants to say. “OH, YOU MEAN IN TERMS OF COURTSHIP, YES? IN THAT CASE, IT SOLELY DEPENDS ON LADY ARC! IT WOULD BE RUDE IF ONE WERE TO SIMPLY COURT WITHOUT WARNING OR GOOD REASON!”