Fisk was half tempted to message the skeleton at first, but figured that a face-to-face comfort session was in order. "Hey.. um.. Pap?" This felt so wierd, he was just like her own Papyrus. "Look.. you're friends with Red, right? And I guess you met.. 'him'" A shiver went through her body for a moment. "I wanted to say, that it'll be ok. I promise that nothing will happen to him."
“I…I COULDN’T HELP HIM. I WASN’T SMART ENOUGH TO HELP HIM.” He muttered, more to himself, feeling a growing lump in his throat.. He couldn’t take Red’s place because he wasn’t intelligent enough, he wasn’t smart enough to save his friend. He wiped at his eyes. “I…I’M SORRY, UM…YOU’RE A HUMAN, RIGHT?” He tilted his head in confusion, he had never met any humans yet, “DO…DO YOU KNOW RED TOO?”
