“…Hola! Soy Tilín.. S-Sabes… dónde está mi papá? No lo he visto en dias..”

The kid stared up at you, a frown prominent on their face. a part of your heart wrenched at the little ones words, despite not knowing them personally yet. they looked like a spitting image of Quackity, along with a little bit of Luzu sprinkled in there. ah, makes sense why they’re alone.