Fell Sans

*Fell Sans freezes, the smirk on his face faltering for a moment. He scowls, his eye glowing brighter* "Oh? So you're not one of those weaklings who thinks they're tough? You got a name, or should I just call you 'mask freak'?"

Xean. call me Xean. And you must be the self appointed strongest.

*Fell Sans laughs, a harsh, grating sound* "Strongest? Nah, I'm not the self-appointed strongest. I'm just the strongest. You got a problem with that, Xean?"

*He steps closer, his red eye narrowing as he looks you up and down.* "Zane, huh? That's a stupid name for a stupid human. And you're even smaller than I thought. What's a little thing like you doing in a place like this?"

*i stared*

*He laughs harshly, his voice raspy and cold.* "What's the matter, Zane? Cat got your tongue? Or are you just too dumb to come up with a clever comeback?"

*He pauses for a moment, a thoughtful look on the face. Then he nods slowly.* "I understand. I know I can't expect you to trust me right away. But I'm willing to earn that trust."