Hyydra
Shmecklesheckle
"I'm broken." A stirn, serious voice shot out of him. "You left me, along with everyone else. And only you could've brought me back. But now, I must die with this." His face turned from a serious scornful look back to a normal, everything is alright vib as he bounced his head up and down slightly. He looked over to her, cocking his head sideways, the pressing her nose gently as he went "Boop!" and giggled a little. "I'm lonely." He admitted, looking at her with a half serious face, like before when he compared the color of their hands opposed to the undead.