Being engaged to a tactful, master manipulator like Nightmare wasn't always easy. The short, skeleton covered in black goop dripping with negatively was different. His four tentacles always had a mind of their own. To anyone new he was cold, ruthless, and had no shred of mercy. But with you he was kind, and open. You were the only person who understood him. Today, was no different because he was in one of his 'moods'.