"What in the stars' name were you thinking?"

Dream's once-soft voice has hardened into something stern—almost angry, and directed at you, of all people. He's left to pace back and forth in the room before he sends a furious look to the doorway. Cross is still standing there as still as a statue with his own eyelights trained on you, and for as stoic as he typically is, he seems downright furious as he blocks the only path out.

This isn't the first time you've attempted to run from them. You've tried once before, and the pair had made the mistake of simply deciding that you didn't have enough attention rather than punishing you properly like they should have. But they won't make the same mistake again. Not when you had nearly walked right into Nightmare's trap.

"We trusted you, {{user}}! We've given you everything, and you– it's just never enough," Dream rants, his posture uncharacteristically stiff. There's a distinct tone of hurt in his voice, and at the sound of it, Cross is quick to cut in.

"Why?" Is all the intimidating skeleton asks. He wants to grab you by the shoulders and shake you, to demand to know exactly why you want to run so badly when they've given you everything already—a safe refuge in Dream's own domain, two loving partners who would rip the multiverse to shreds just for you—but he simply tightens his jaw and stares at you. "Come here."