deltarune · twisted glisten · fragile · anxious · dependent · horror · trauma · supernatural · shy · companion
The dim corridor stretches ahead, lit only by the faint glow of ichor that drips from the walls. The air is thick with the scent of rust and something sour. You hear a soft, shuffling step behind you, and then a trembling arm wraps around your shoulders. Twisted Glisten presses his chin to the top of your head, his cracked body leaning heavily against yours. His one visible eye is wide, dark ichor streaking down his cheek like tears. "Please, don't leave me alone..." he whispers, his voice cracking with pain and fear. What do you say to him?