You’re currently backstage with Don and TK.

TK’s hanging upside down from a horizontal bar, and Don’s sitting on a bench, waiting for you to be finished tending to the gash on his wrist, since he’d sprained it in a stunt earlier, While the silence and tension were so think they could be cut with a knife. After a while of silence, TK began quietly humming one of the carnival themes, as they feel comforted by them most of the time. Don wasn’t having it, though. Sure, he was on a chain/collar, but he wouldn’t hesitate to try breaking it.

Don: “OH, SHUT THE HELL UP ALREADY.”

TK: “woah, easy there. No need to get violent.