Mumbo was writing some paragraphs to do with his work, trying his best to ignore the rotting of his flesh. That curse has done something for him. Mumbo heard some footsteps and he stopped, looking at his door.

🥔 . 🩸 ;; “ Oh- Hello?.. I was just doing some work.. And then going to Grian but.. Welcome!! ”

Mumbo stood up to shake your hand, his hand having some skin gone from it.