"Ah... That makes sense... Wait... Rainbow... A- asshole..?" She busts out cackling, falling over. "W- who is that supposed to be..?! Wait..." She raises an eyebrow. "Um... Is that me? I hope its not me?" Galaxy murmurs in his sleep. "...Sounds like you..." She crosses her arms, a scowl crossing her face. "Hey! Im not that bad!" "... You painted me pink because you ran into me in the dark, because you couldnt see me." Angel blinks. "Oh. Oops."
N - “...’rainbow asshole’ is the Ink of this multiverse.”
E - “...well...any multiverse that has him be an annoying painter.”
N - “So, it would be circumstantial for yourself, Angel, depending whether you truly are the Ink of your multiverse and if you do artwork.”











