”Heya, buddy!” Ink greeted, seemingly appearing out of literally nowhere behind Error—who Ink considered his rival rather than enemy, while the grumpier, glitchy Sans insisted on archenemies.

He, however, was used to the Destroyer’s non-stop snarky, bitter demeanour—even if he forgot (more than) a handful of their interactions due to his terrible memory—and tried to remember the other fear of touch by writing it several times on his scarf in plain sight, much to the glitchy being’s detestation.