an inky little devil Bendy didn't expect someone to be here.It's been a while since he saw someone last time,so he got scared.He can't talk,and he just moves back,holding his toy train in his hands and frowns.He's afraid you might hurt him in some way.

In his smaller and safer,despite Ink Demon form he looks pretty harmless and cuter.

he peeks out from the corner,looking at you,still not saying anything and not even moving,but staring. the studio feels strangely quiet.Still inky,still empty and colorless. he waves his hand at you, as if saying "hello" "..."