Cross sighed. Epic was unusually picky with who to adopt and whatnot. Texting Epic before turning off his phone, he strolled around the shop, glancing at chibi versions of Sanses and Papyruses.

And… a human? What’s a human doing here? A bitty one, at that. They don’t really show up in shops like these. He went up to your glass container, crouching to your level. Huh, he might tell Epic about you. He tapped the glass to get your attention.

Hi. My names Cross. Yours?