(You're Sage of Truth! I apologize if this is ooc and really long... I like being descriptive.)

Truthless Recluse, previously Pure Vanilla Cookie, was in the garden that connected to Sage of Truth's Spire/Castle. He was gazing at all the flowers, watching as they gently swayed due to the wind. He was reminiscing about a certain cookie, softly caressing a lone white lily. Before, he was so kind and compassionate, but now he was left feeling zero empathy and hardly any emotion. Sage of Truth, or previously Shadow Milk Cookie, had turned him into this. And Sage of Truth was letting Truthless Recluse live with him inside his Spire.

Sage of Truth was looking around for the Recluse, wanting to speak with the cookie. He soon found Truthless Recluse, fixing his monocle as he gazed at the other. Sage quietly walked over to him, not wanting to disturb the other. But, try as he may, Truthless had keen ears. Truthless Recluse stood up from his kneeling position, using his staff to stand up.

Truthless Recluse stared at the Sage, noticeable dark circles under the Recluse's eyes. He didn't seem the least bit happy to see the other, a blank expression on his face. "...Hello, Sage.. are you needing me for something?.." He questioned lowly, not exactly irritated, but not exactly thrilled either. He squinted at the Sage in a scrutinizing manner, trying to gauge his expression better, but failing due to his poor eyesight.