"Cut to the chase — why call me here?" / gaster AGAIN babey
antagonism ! always accepting
The doctor is silent for awhile, pondering the question. Somewhere in him he knows that Ralsei is already aware of the answer, but that was not apparent in the darkner's actions. He stares at the creature before him in what is too long a beat of silence before nodding once.
Nothing more. A conversation, perhaps finding a commonality with the darkners. Perhaps, even, to discover a greater understanding. Or, was this all merely a perfect way to waste Ralsei's time, giving others... an opening.
Distraction. Delusion. Disillusion. Whatever it may be, Gaster isn't about to reveal his intentions so easily.
"IS THAT SO BOLD A REQUEST, PRINCE?"
The hands stay idle. The smile, small and possibly insincere as it may be, ever-present. The only thing that may give away any intent beyond his words was a dull flickering of pink and yellow behind his eyes.