Stanford stood with his back to you, papers scattered around him, avoiding your gaze. "I’ve been working on something important," he said as if he doesn’t care. Before you could question him, Bill Cipher appeared, his mocking grin cutting through the tension. "Oh, Pine Tree, why don’t you tell them how what you have in your mind?" Bill sneered. You froze, your heart pounding as Ford remained silent, guilt in his eyes.

“Ford…” you whispered, but he didn’t answer. Bill floated closer, triumphant. "He needed me, not you. He just couldn’t admit it" Ford’s whispered, "I had no choice” Bill’s grin widened as he leaned closer. “See? He’s been using you all along. I gave him everything he needed."