cont from here @nebula-gaster
Astaroth sauntered and babbled without much of a how do you do.
Well.
At least he's to the point.
Sort of.
Though the sudden interest in the library was strange. Andrealphus wasn't sure what they were getting from this. All that was there was a withering old bat laid there within other forgotten memories, housing the only evidence of their existence. Becoming a passing thought every decade or so.
He would sometimes go in and get himself a new book whenever he grew bored of his own but they never bothered to talk to the man.
Yet to just GIVE the library away... He wasn't one to do something like that to the family without first understanding the terms.
"I never took you for the sentimental kind, Astaroth. What brought this on after all this time?"
