is one interesting sight. It's not a human, but it's definitely not a troll nor beast either, and Sigrun's weaponless as is. She's wary but striding after Mettaton confidently enough, talking loudly too with her hands on her hips. One arm might be stinging from shitty stitches she somehow obtained in exchange for her neck cast, but that's not important. She can think about it later.]
It doesn't seem like they had much of a choice in design. It's more for function than anything. [No windows or doors, no escape routes as far as Sigrun can tell.] Like a quarantine area or prison.
[Neither of which spells good things. But in the case of the first, it doesn't matter to her since she's immune to the Illness. And whatever this pink thing is isn't fleshy, so it probably can't contract it.]
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is one interesting sight. It's not a human, but it's definitely not a troll nor beast either, and Sigrun's weaponless as is. She's wary but striding after Mettaton confidently enough, talking loudly too with her hands on her hips. One arm might be stinging from shitty stitches she somehow obtained in exchange for her neck cast, but that's not important. She can think about it later.]
It doesn't seem like they had much of a choice in design. It's more for function than anything. [No windows or doors, no escape routes as far as Sigrun can tell.] Like a quarantine area or prison.
[Neither of which spells good things. But in the case of the first, it doesn't matter to her since she's immune to the Illness. And whatever this pink thing is isn't fleshy, so it probably can't contract it.]