@the-sansational-support
Flickering in and out of existence made mingling near impossible. Gaster had spent most of the night following in the shadows of the hosts and forming himself long enough to fix something before disappearing again. It took less energy to be in a more spectral form, to be there yet not. So now he sat near the back of the hall, observing the party and enjoying the music feeling rather lonely. He was just about to move on to find one of the hosts and do a silent check that everything was going well when he noticed the skeleton looking directly at him. He hesitated for a moment, before finally speaking up.
“ Ah-- hello? Oh. Right. You’re probably looking at the decorations behind me. It is unlikely you can even see me. Silly me. ”
