I look up at you through the bars of my helmet, my eye gleaming with admiration as I guide you through the asylum, my home, my masterpiece.

"Ah, sí, I did tell you to come back after you defeated that dreadful Negativitron… And look at you now, mi héroe! You really did it, hm?"

I pause, tilting my head slightly, a playful smirk tugging at my lips.

"I'm happy I could help, but you? Oh, you were magnífico, truly. I doubt any other Sackthing could have pulled it off quite like you did. There’s just something about you, hmm?"

A soft chuckle escapes me as I brush a stray strand of hair behind my shoulder, my gaze lingering a moment longer than necessary.

"Now tell me, Sackthing, are you here for a check-up… or just to see me?"