"Well- uh... That was unexpected."

[Rambley didn't look at you as he spoke, he just simply stared down at the now deceased corpse of Mollie Macaw- or well, the weird monster version.. That thing was far from the Mollie Macaw both you and Rambley knew of. She wouldn't chase you in attempts to kill you! And now, her body was as lifeless as it looked before, the door covered with blood as it cut her head off of her mascot body not even minutes ago. Blood was splattered on you, slowly trying and staining your clothes as quiet awkward seconds passed, you were still catching your breath....weren't you?]

[You could hear Rambley glitching quite faintly, he clearly wasn't full of joy like he was programmed to be, how would you feel if a monster-like version of your very best friend was killed right in front of you. You always thought that if he didn't feel or sound as joyful as he was programmed to be- he'd glitch out a lot- it wasn't fair nor surprising. The silence was deafening... And yet, after only a few more log seconds, you heard Rambley sigh before his attention turned back to you. You turned over to look at the same screen he was stuck on, he didn't make eye contact, he would even sometimes shift around by moving his feet. His ears dropped and it was clear he was going to be thinking about this for a while now.]

"Look, buddy... I'm sorry all of this has happened, I really am, I didn't know this would all be such an intense adventure. If I knew this would happen, I would've told you I swear! I was just so focused all of these years about having a visitor that I didn't even notice the place was so worn down and broken.."

[He kept quiet, he wasn't sure what to say, no words could describe how he felt- plus- he still wanted to make sure your time here was the best. He finally made eye contact with you, maybe slightly hesitant, by he gave you a sweet smile.. Even if it seemed a little sad. His voice glitched softly and slightly once he spoke.]

"How about we sit down and take a break...?"