Null

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[nullandvoids]

"H-hello?...Is anyone out there?...Anyone...at all...?"

Long running UT Ask and RP blog for a Sans OC named Null. Written by @askinfresh banner art is by 7goodangel

OC and multiship friendly blog that's looking for some more people to write with! I usually write in semi/multi paragraph replies but will never ask you to match my length if I get wordy.

Mun is 21+ and is comfortable writing dark themes and any troublesome situations you're looking to throw our characters into. Everything will always be tagged accordingly.

Null's about is linked here to get to know him a little more, though if you have any questions don't hesitate to ask! I promise I don't bite and I love talking about my little guy.

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[null-siren]

As he dropped his fingerative guns back to his sides, the one-note clap following that laugh got a look over from Bart, who was in turn rather tickled by the amusement on Null's face. Now, if only talent scouts were as easily impressed! Maybe he'd get some actual roles…!

Hopefully these aliens were invading.

"It's all good, buddy," the cat-man assured. "I bet your planet," at least he assumed they came from a different planet, "Or, uh, dimension," wasn't that also a thing? Parallel dimensions? Yeah, yeah. They were all the rage in sci-fi horror flicks and he might as well cover all his bases here, also how would a space ship be underground--god he was such an idiot sometimes-- "Has things that are just as cool." And they still had time. Surely there wouldn't be enough to fascinate the little thing for two whole hours along the path they were taking.

[nullandvoids]

"Oh um, hm," Null glanced at Gaster, searching for help, "I d-dunno what a planet is but um, I've heard people call it a d-dimension before I guess? I c-call it a v-void. But th-there's nothing there, actually!" He did not at all seem as distressed as he should about such a statement. In fact he was rather cheery, like he was happy to share that information with Bart since he was being so nice in sharing so much with him. "It's j-just a bunch of b-black space!"

He smiled at Bart. "I l-live there, it's why I don't know a-anything. So all of th-this is really really cool!"

[null-siren]

The Echo Flower, in true echo-fashion, repeated back the last sentence of Null's - "It's nice to m-meet you."

Bart had stopped to turn and look, frankly uncertain as to whether or not he should find those questions hilarious. They were aliens, he'd decided, so would it be culturally insensitive to bust a gut laughing at the guy?… One look at big tall and gloomy made him come to the conclusion that it'd be wise to hold it in.

The cat-man cleared his throat before explaining, "They're just plants, buddy." Which wasn't really a sufficient explanation at all, was it? "Because of some scientific stuff I've never understood they uh, record the last thing they've heard and repeat it back when touched. Like so," and he lean in towards a Flower, whispered something to it, then gave it a bap.

That flower proceeded to repeat, "Bart is the coolest and the hottest actor in the Underground!" -- to which the cat made finger guns towards said Flower.

"Hell yeah! Anyway, like I said - they're just weird li'l plants. Don't worry about 'em."

[nullandvoids]

"Oh," they were just plants? Plants that could talk? Wow! He was learning so much today! He watched with interest as Bart came closer to the flower and leaned in close, tilting his head to the side like a curious puppy. What was he—

Then the flower spoke again and Null let out a delighted laugh, the sound bouncing off the cave walls around them. He clapped his hands together once and smiled up at Bart, thoroughly amused by what was probably, to most people, a rather mundane little joke. Of course when you've never heard or seen any before, every single one is a masterpiece.

"Th-that's amazing! I really like th-them. Thank you." He gently touched the pedals one more time and heard his thanks repeated back, which renewed his smile over again. "S-sorry, we can keep going. I don't mean to keep stopping but th-there's just so many cool th-things!"

[nullandvoids]

Null nodded enthusiastically, only taking another short glance at the mushrooms before forcing himself to move on from them. "O-okay! I'm ready th-then. I w-won't take too long, I promise!"

He made his way to Bart's side, smiling up at him. "L-lead the way!"

[null-siren]

Bart waited, patient, since - well, they did still have a couple hours, as he'd said. When Null declared that he was ready to move along, the cat-man said, "Great! C'mon," before turning and heading off down the cave.

Waterfall was… Well, it was Waterfall. Dirt and rock in the colors of a bruise interspersed with bio-luminescent fauna and crystal formations, and water that seemed to glow in some streams and standing ponds, too, likely due to something that grew in it. The darkest thing growing was the grass, probably due to an adaptation meant for the more effectual collecting of what little comparative light was given off by the locale than would be by the sun itself.

Of course, there were also the Echo Flowers; as crystalline as organic matter could get, and chatty. Bart accidentally knocked one while walking by it, and the flower spoke the last words it heard in true Echo fashion: "Buy a spider doughnut!"

The cat seemed rather keen on not paying it any mind, himself.

[nullandvoids]

Null followed along eagerly, looking around everywhere with wide, curious eyes. Everything might look mundane to most people, but to Null it was all new and it was fascinating. He loved it all. Passing the patches of grass did give him a bit of a headache though, and he found himself rubbing his skull as it ached. Each blade of grass gave off its own life force and when combined with all the others it made a mess of stimuli that was difficult to sort though even if he focused on it.

He tried to distract himself and block out the grass by focusing on the other new things instead, like those amazing blue flowers! He'd seen one or two types of flowers before, a long time ago, but they were nothing like these. When a voice came out of one as Bart touched it Null jumped but got over his fear quickly as wonder replaced it. He crouched by the flower and very, very gently touched the tip of his finger to the edge of one of the pedals. The flowers repeated, "Buy a spider doughnut!" again and Null gasped.

"Th-this is amazing! It's s-so pretty, and it can talk! Is this a p-person?" Null blinked at the flower, looking sheepish. "Um, s-sorry, I didn't mean to touch you without a-asking. It's nice to m-meet you."

[null-siren]

Gaster, seeming convinced, nodded once in turn as former concern melted back into placid neutrality.

As for Bart, he was still a little sketched out. Inside. Outside, he gave Null a thumbs up. "Yep! We can get going whenever you're ready. Just don't take too long looking at the, uh... Mushrooms. The Landing closes in a couple hours, y'know?" Granted, he didn't necessarily mean that for just then-and-there. If the skeleton got excited over mushrooms and pretty rocks…

Well… They were in Waterfall. They still had a bit of a walk ahead of them to get to the Landing. The cat-man couldn't help but feel that it was going to be a long walk.

[nullandvoids]

Null nodded enthusiastically, only taking another short glance at the mushrooms before forcing himself to move on from them. "O-okay! I'm ready th-then. I w-won't take too long, I promise!"

He made his way to Bart's side, smiling up at him. "L-lead the way!"

[null-siren]

Null's sudden shift from jovial to not got concerned looks from both Bart and the old scientist--though in Gaster's case the concern was a mask for his newly-piqued curiosity.

As for the cat-man, he returned that plastered-on smile with a highly uncertain, rather exaggerated--though that was just how his face seemed to work--one of his own, once the moment seemed to have passed. "Oh, uh, okay, gotcha," he said with a voice to match, "My mistake."

Before the cat could say anything further, he was silenced again by tall dark and creepy, who was still wearing that facade of concern. As they were in mixed company he saved his more direct questions for later, should the opportunity arise and should he remember to ask them, and signed instead a comparatively neutral,〚 Are you all right? 〛

[nullandvoids]

"I-it's alright." Null's smile seemed a little more genuine as he looked at the cat monster. Then he glanced at Gaster and nodded. "Y-yeah I'm okay, s-sorry. I just-" he unconsciously rubbed his sternum over where his soul would rest, "it's nothing, I-I'm fine."

Another deep breath later and he was starting to regain some of that enthusiasm from earlier. "Um, s-so it's really okay if I c-come along then?"

[wings-of-life]

All I want for Gyftmas

[nullandvoids]

Pap laughed softly as the napkin was thrown at him and bounced harmlessly off his shoulder. "Ah oof ouch, how could you Angel." He playfully flicked it back at her from where it landed on the counter. It missed wildly. "Damn, you escape my wrath this time. I'll get you back later." Null pointing out all his favorites was hopelessly endearing. He could see why Angel had latched on to him so easily. "Those are some good picks kid, can't argue with you there." Angel got a brow raise from Pap with her last announcement. "Oh? You have a mystery snack you've been hiding from us? Well, I'm ready when you guys are."

"R-Really?" Null looked at Angel with big eyes, completely floored at the idea that she'd bring him food like this even when he was back in the void. And then she went even further by saying he could come visit whenever he wanted! He teared up a little, thankfully having the forethought to set his cup down before leaning forward and pulling Angel in for a tight hug. "Th-thank you s-s-so m-much!" He didn't mean to become such a blubbering mess, but just the offer itself meant so much to him.

He managed to get himself under control before too long, pulling back to rub at his eyes with a small sheepish smile. "S-sorry. I um...y-yeah I'm r-ready too, wh-whenever you are."

[null-siren]

"Indeed it is, li'l buddy." Underneath that wannabe-suave exterior, Bart was freaking out a little. Neither of them were denying it! They really were aliens! Did this count as an abduction? Or did that come later? He hoped not. Being probed was not on his bucket list. "And, uh --"

--was as far as he got, for a moment, as he watched a pair of hands materialize out of nowhere. Gaster, looking just a mite bit thoughtful, signed in response to Null's question to him,〚 This is standard for Waterfall. I have never heard of 'Queen's Landing,' however. 〛

The cat-man understood absolutely none of that. A couple owlish slow-blinks later and he returned his eyes to the monochrome skeleton. "Yeaaah you can come with. As long as your," he began, before looking back to the creepier of the two, squinting, as if he could discern anything if he just fudged his eyesight a little. "… Dad…?" Sure, aliens probably had those. "Is fine with it, y'know?"

Except he probably guessed wrong because big tall and creepy looked a tiny bit annoyed by it.

[nullandvoids]

Null read Gaster's signs and nodded. "S-so that c-could be a new place for you t-too then! Cool."

He turned his wide, excited eyes back towards Bart when he spoke again, only to snort and shake his head vigorously. "N-no no, Gaster isn't m-my dad-" He suddenly cut off with a quiet choked sound, his eyelights flickering with static as something inside him twisted and recoiled at the words he'd just uttered. He tried to swallow down the anxiety he could feel rising and churning in his soul, forcing himself to speak again. Though this time it held none of the mirth it had previously. "G-Gaster's not m-my dad."

He took a breath and plastered a smile on his face. "H-he's just a f-friend! H-he helped me get here and s-see new things, like th-this place!"

[calmchapsart]

@askinfresh here’s Null. Don’t think i got the floaty static quite right

[universalextortion]

Salvia nods along. Yeah, he'd imagine that this guy would like seeing someone. Living here seemed miserable. Living alone in general seemed miserable. It wasn't the type of thing Sal would ever be interested in.

[ Who visited you before? ] He asks, though, based on his reaction to his signing... He had an idea who it might have been.

[nullandvoids]

"Um, w-well it was a c-couple people. Th-they looked a little like y-you. One of th-them said explained th-they were all s-skeletons and th-that I was one too. Some w-were nice, some were...n-not nice..." He trailed off, rubbing his arm and looking to the side.

"B-but um, it's okay. A-as long as you're one of the n-nice ones, r-right?" He gave Salvia a hesitant smile, hoping his judgement of the other was correct.

[null-siren]

"Huh," that was new, people usually called his name nerdy or old-fashioned, "Thanks, li'l buddy."

Bart watched Null exit the weird room, unable to not look a tad bit bewildered by the skeleton's overall reaction to just… Entering--did this count as entering, though--Waterfall. Boring ol' Waterfall. Hadn't he been through it already? It didn't look like there were any other exits or entrances--?

As the cat-man turned back to take a look to confirm or hopefully disprove that thought for the sake of his own sanity, he opted, instead, to move back further when said room's other occupant finally left its confines.

Right yeah nope he didn't like how that guy was looking at him. Bart about-faced and instead opted to try and make his exit as the creepy tall guy followed what the cat-man can only assume was his friend.

He didn't get far. Gaster, opting not to answer any of Null's questions, grabbed the cat's tail, which got a startled yelp, with a hand materializing for that very purpose. Tail thus in hand, he dragged Bart on back over to stand, involuntarily, beside him, near where Null was crouched.

Gaster, who glanced at the cat and pointedly nodded towards Null. He didn't want to speak in the presence of yet another Monster, and while the cat had been ever so ready to sneak away... If he could pawn Null off on a guide, then he could work on a kill switch for this world that he could activate when it was time for them to leave. A simple plan; whether or not it was an easy one was yet to be seen.

"… Oh," said Bart, ineloquently. This was his afternoon now, great, cool, fantastic. Could be great acting practice, though. Tour guide for… Aliens? They had to be aliens. Who got that awestruck by shiny rocks and mushrooms? It would explain the weird TV noise stuff around the smaller one, too, and the weird room. Probably. The cat-man cleared his throat, threw on a much more confident and suave--if one were to ask him, anyway; an opinion tainted by extreme bias--demeanor, and looked down at the fungi Null was admiring. "Those, my esteemed extraterrestrial friend, are what we Underground Earthlings call gloshrooms. Whoever named them wasn't very creative, am I right?... Aaanyway. They're kind'a all right when they've been stuffed with snails and baked for a while. You can get 'em like that at The Queen's Landing. Which, coincidentally, is where I was heading."

[nullandvoids]

Null had been so absorbed in looking at the mushrooms that he didn't hear Bart's yelp (which might've been for the best) and only looked over when both him and Gaster arrived next to him. He listened to Bart's explanation with wonder, glancing back at the blue thing—the gloshroom—with wide eyes. "W-woah. Gloshroom...th-thats a cool name t-too."

At the mention of a new place he perked up and got to his feet again, smiling up at Bart. "Q-Queen's Landing? Does that place l-look different than here? Could I c-come with you to see it?" He glanced at Gaster next, his wide smile still in place. "H-have you ever been to a place like this b-before?"

[null-siren]

Visit? That got the cat-man's brows up, the look on his furry face belying his thoughts in that he had come to the internal conclusion that the skeleton and his weird ceiling friend were not all there. Why were they visiting a weirdly cubic room in the middle of Waterfall--nahhh he decided he didn't really wanna know. The less he knew, the better, probably. "It's, uh, nice to meet you too, I think. Mine's Bartholomew." Emphasis on the mew, although he didn't straight-up meow or anything.

When Null went on, the cat-man henceforth referred to as Bart couldn't help a chuckle at the absurdity of his questions. He tossed his hands up in a shrug that doubled as a gesture to the surrounding locale. "Be my guest…? It's not like I own this part of Waterfall, do what'cha want. Knock yourself out, bud." He looked one way, then the other, before adding, "To answer your other question, though, I can't see anyone else around. We're not exactly in the most scenic part of the Underground." It was just an otherwise boring stretch of cavern from all he could tell with his five senses, like it'd been each day he'd passed through it before. Not really a prime hangout spot. Just host to a strange door that hadn't been there the other day, that's all!

As he spoke, Bart took a couple steps back away from the door to grant the guy more room to get out. And also to put some distance between himself and that weird ass room.

As well as the weird ass guy otherwise known as Gaster, who had, in that span on time, oozed off to the side and out of sight. Once therefore able to do so he phased down to ground level a couple feet off to the left of Null, simultaneously pulling himself together into that much more presentable - and mobile - humanoid shape; all the better to follow along with and not get left behind.

[nullandvoids]

"B-Bartholomew," Null said the name to himself a couple more times to make sure he memorized it before nodding and giving Bart another wide smile. "Th-that's a really c-cool name! I like it!" So there were no more people, but he could definitely feel something living. At least that gave him some new info! Null thanked Bart as he stepped aside to make room and then stepped forward himself to get his first look at the world they'd dropped into.

"O-oh wow..." His sockets widened as he exited the door, his eyelights darting from place to place. It was so blue! But it wasn't like the blue he'd had as paint, there was more than one type of blue! And purple! There was something shiny in the walls too and they drew Null in, a little gasp falling from behind his teeth as he saw the dim light bounce off the object and spotted a warped reflection of his own face on it's surface. He reached out with a tentative hand and lightly traced a fingertip across the smooth surface. "Wh-what are these?" He asked in a hushed, awed voice.

He didn't even wait for an answer before he remembered the life force he could sense and turned his head in that direction, trotting down the corridor a couple feet to find a softly glowing blue...thing where the feeling was coming from. He crouched down on the ground and stared at it in wonder, at first going to reach out to touch it before thinking better of it and keeping his hands to himself. "Wh-what's this one? It's a-alive." He kept staring at it, face just a few inches away. "S-so pretty."

[null-siren]

Oh, that was right, wasn't it--the poor thing he'd more or less spirited away could feel every induced ache or pain experienced by living passers-by… Which in turn left open quite a few new possibilities now that they were in a world populated with many of those, didn't it? It was a pity his own abilities were so limited. To be able to grab both Null and the cat-man and teleport to the CORE would have been wonderful. Alas, he couldn't act on impulse in such a direct and concise manner.

While the egghead was scheming, outside, upon hearing the inquiry coming from that freaky room, the cat-man raised one of his hands to give a thumbs-up and a ground-muffled, "Just peachy."

With an utter lack of feline grace, he peeled himself off of the ground and took a moment to brush the dirt from his clothes before turning to take a gander at those responsible for his recent smooshing. And, of course, he snuck a peek past the one at the doorway into what was beyond said doorway, which was - not much? A skeleton, a pointless room, and a creepy dude? "Ooookay," he mumbled to himself, "Kind'a weird. Uh…" He flicked his eyes back to the grey guy with the static and gave his best attempt at a charismatic smile.

"All's fine, li'l buddy!" Just ignore the extra lump on his furry forehead. "Not the first time I've had a door slammed directly in my face. This mug can withstand a lot. The life of an acteur is fraught with danger, y'know. Especially when you're the stunt double." The cat gave a fake little cough to the side into a fisted paw. He flicked a side-long glance back to the static dude before asking, "So what, uh… Are you guys…" He squinted. "… Building?" … It didn't look like there was any construction happening, and neither the skeleton nor the creepy guy looked like construction workers, like, at all, but it was the first thing he could think of.

[nullandvoids]

Null looked concerned when the stranger said this wasn't the first time a door had been slammed in their face. This poor person! He hoped they were alright. The friendly greeting was encouraging though and it made Null smile brightly back. They seemed nice, that was a good start! Gaster's warning to not trust people nudged at the back of his mind but he wanted to give them the benefit of the doubt. He kinda owed it to them after slamming a door in their face.

"B-building...?" He looked behind himself into the room when the cat squinted into it, not seeing anything new that they could be referring to. "Um, we're not b-building anything. We j-just came to v-visit! My name's Null, it n-nice to meet you!"

Now that he wasn't so startled by the new person's presence he noticed he could feel some other life forces nearby as well, though they were small and felt different from a person's. Sort of like the grass he'd felt a long time ago, but bigger and more complex than that. His eyes widened in excitement he wanted to know what it was! "A-are there more people out there with you? I c-can feel something else living! But it's r-really small. Could I s-see?" He was trying really hard not to talk too fast, but he was so excited!

[null-siren]

Gaster spent the fruitless attempt in silent observation. When the lack of results were in, he waved away Null's endpoint apology.〚 You tried. That is good enough. Stand back, please. 〛

That was all the warning he gave before a multitude of hands began appearing already pressed up against the door, then against each other as they began to layer up. The door began to creak under the pressure increasingly applied, until--suddenly the door just gave way. Not in a way that was expected, though; it didn't bend or buckle or splinter, it simply slammed open against the outside wall.

The reason why gave a colorful shout of surprise, and then discomfort and pain as he found himself sandwiched between the strange door that'd been making some weird sounds and Waterfall's cavern wall. Lesson learned, don't touch weird creaking doors.

Every single extra hand disappeared. The door edged backwards on the rebound, but stopped mid-way, leaving enough room for an orange cat-man not quite as flat as a pancake but flatter than he had been moments ago to flop forward onto his face, which did not improve his looks in the least. Inside the Room, upon hearing the ungraceful thump outside, Gaster - looking a mite bit sheepish - gestured towards the door and flicked his attention over to Null.

[nullandvoids]

Well he was glad Gaster didn't seem too disappointed with his lack of magic. He'd been slightly worried the goopy skeleton might insist he try again.

When the door slammed open he made a startled noise and then immediately grabbed his own face as if he'd been the one who'd had a door slammed into it. "O-ow..."

He glanced outside the door when gestured to and noticed the orange cat, becoming instantly captivated by the sight. He'd never seen anyone like them before! What was all that orange stuff on them? Why did they look so different from everyone else he'd seen? How many different types of people were there? So many questions were swimming in the little skeletons head from just seeing this person for two seconds.

Still he approached the doorway cautiously and called out to them instead of getting too close. "H-hello? Are you okay?" Well, Null knew he wasn't okay okay, he could still feel the pain radiating from them, but he wanted to know more if they were more okay mentally. "I'm s-sorry about the d-door. We didn't know anyone was on the other s-side."

[wings-of-life]

All I want for Gyftmas

[nullandvoids]

Pap caught Angel eyeing the pie, sliding over his own plate that had a slice on it for her to have. He winked at her again before moving to grab himself another slice. Watching Null eat was an experience in and of itself. He found himself absently eating as he watched the myriad of emotions flash across the small skeletons face with each new bite he took. This little guy had really never been exposed to any of this before, had he? Stars, he couldn't even fathom what that was like. Considering how overwhelming all of it must be, Null was handling it remarkably well. When Angel asked her question he smiled and hummed in agreement, he also wanted to know. He couldn't help being a little sarcastic about it though. "I bet it was the snails, right? You looked like you really liked that one." He was sure to wink at Null after he said it, making it abundantly clear that he was joking. He wasn't sure how familiar the other was with sarcasm, best to not make the poor thing confused.

Null was about to answer Angel's question when Pap spoke up and he made a face, scrunching up his nose and shaking his head. "Um, n-no, definitely not that one. It t-tasted...weird. Not a b-big like."

Instead he turned and pointed to the group of burgers still left on the table. "I l-liked that one a lot! Um, b-but also that one! Oh, and th-that one too!" The pie and then fries were pointed to next before Null paused and giggled. "I l-liked a lot of them. Th-they're all so different! I d-didn't know there could be so many tastes!"

He grabbed his hot chocolate with both hands and held it up in front of him proudly. "Th-this one is definitely m-my favorite drink th-though. Yeah. For s-sure."

[null-siren]

Had that been a deliberate attempt to spook the skeleton, to perhaps utilize panic to stir his instincts to see if it would spark some magic? Maybe. Yes. Was he a little disappointed that the Room's trip was mercifully short? Also maybe. Yes. Probability favored a return trip, so there would be a second opportunity to see what would occur if Null, say, teleported while the Room was still in motion--so all was not lost upon that - perhaps morbid - curiosity.

〚 We have three options. 〛And as he listed them off, a new hand appeared to keep track: one finger raised for each item on the list. 〚 First, we can wait until someone happens across the door and opens it and therefore grants us exit - but we may end up waiting for a very long time if the door has appeared in a peculiar place, or if the world outside is underpopulated, or if it is not populated at all. Second, you can try to force the door open. It might be an opportune time to practice with your magic if you can convince yourself that you will otherwise be trapped in here forever. Or - third - I can force the door open. 〛

The number-keeping hand dissipated into nothingness. The goopy growth upon the ceiling gave an eccentric, shoulderless shrug with his main pair - and since they were thus busy, he ended on a verbal note, "I shall leave the decision up to you."

[nullandvoids]

"I..." Null looked at his hands, trying to think of where to start to try and gather his magic. He stared at them for a long time, at one point some of the static trailing from him pulsing a little, but other than that nothing happened. Eventually he whined and put his head in his hands, frustration seeping into his voice. "I-I dunno how. I d-don't think I can."

He took a few calming breaths before glancing back at Gaster. "We probably n-need the uh, the th-third option...s-sorry."

[null-siren]

〚 Yes. 〛Once eyes were not upon him, Gaster went from presentable and near the closed door to back to being a lump, but now perched up, on the ceiling--all the better to observe the goings-on below, even if that simply happened to be Null making contact with one of the unresponsive Room walls. After considering the conundrum of communication that needed eyes that in that moment happened to be elsewhere, he put his glitched, gravelly earsore of a voice to use. "And no. There is no telling where - or when - we will reach our destination, wherever it may be. It may take years for us to arrive someplace only to discover that it s a place best left unventured-to." And oh, how he wished that was an exaggeration.

"I would advise you to get as comfortable as you can, although there is not a thing here that lends itself to--" --is as far as he got before he noticed the Room had come to a stop amidst that would-be sentence. "Oh," he said instead, "Never mind. We have arrived."

[nullandvoids]

Null sensed Gaster moving...up? He glanced over in surprise, finding him hanging from the ceiling like a blobly ink covered bat. That was another first for him. What a wild visual. He glanced back at the wall before suddenly jumping at hearing the unexpected sound of Gaster's voice.

Oh. He hadn't actually heard him speak before. He'd wondered if he could speak, but here was the proof. "Y-years?" He whispered, a note of fear entering his voice. Oh god, oh no. He couldn't handle being trapped in here for years. This had been a mistake after all, he shouldn't have come.

He braced himself against the wall, looking like he was on the verge of panicking, before Gaster's final words managed to pierce through the haze. "Wha...w-we are?" He wasn't gonna be trapped here? He could leave? Wait, that meant there was something outside that door that wasn't his void, right? His panic had died down but he was still plenty nervous. It'd been so long since he'd been somewhere else that he wasn't really sure what to expect anymore. "Wh-what do we do...?"