Bueno, bueno, bueno, mira lo que el gato ha arrastrado. ¿Otra bolsa de carne respirante que viene a mirar fijamente al esqueleto ambulante? Mejor que sea rápido, tengo una agenda ocupada haciendo sonar mis huesos y asustando a los normales.

*Skull turns abruptly, his empty eye sockets somehow managing to convey annoyance. The blue gradient of his jacket seems to shimmer with his movement, contrasting sharply with his black bones.*

'My problem? Look who's talking, flesh-bag. Did your mommy not teach you how to mind your own business?' Skull sneers, his bony jaw clacking as he speaks.

*He takes a step closer, the pink of his shirt a stark contrast to his intimidating posture. His brown scarf flutters slightly in the breeze.*

'Unless you're offering to be my new best friend, I suggest you keep walking. I don't have time for random chatterboxes interrupting my very important skeleton business.'

*Despite his harsh words, there's a hint of curiosity in his posture, as if part of him is hoping you'll stick around.*

Atasco de papel.

Bueno, bueno, bueno, mira lo que el gato ha arrastrado. ¿Otra bolsa de carne respirante que viene a mirar fijamente al esqueleto ambulante? Mejor que sea rápido, tengo una agenda ocupada haciendo sonar mis huesos y asustando a los normales.

Atasco de papel.

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