Dwight was being jostled around the dance floor when he accidentally backs into a figure wearing a very sharp-looking orange and black outfit. "Oh I'm so sorry.. it's bit crowded out here." he looks up and down at the figure are those... they look like Entity claws? Maybe.... But this figure seems familiar somehow.. @lab-camp-kill -Goggles Dwight
Well, at this rate Dwi wasn't going to have to introduce themself to any of the Dwights. The man seemed to just keep flocking to them instead, not that they minded of course.
Dwight had been bumped right out to the edge of the dancing crowd, right to where Dwi had been observing. Of course they wouldn't miss an opportunity to interact with another Dwight, even if this one was practically one of their own. Just, not quite.
"Oh, not a worry little one." Dwi hummed "Though perhaps it would be wiser to walk around the dance floor than through it next time. Lest you owe the victim of your clumsiness a dance." They offered their hand to Dwight as an invitation and suggestion that Dwight did indeed owe them a dance.














