His eyes snapped to its hands, before looking back up to where he assumed the??? Face??? Was.
"Robbie! Hello!"
Still nervous, but... He's had worse introductions.
It appeared to be just around the neck– some of the stitching seemed to have snapped, for some reason.
When it retreated, the zombie also scrambled back for a little bit of additional space, and remembered how to breath.
"Y-yes! I- ah, thank you..."
A pause.
"... Who're you?"
It gently took the needle and thread, working swiftly to stitch what he needed back together.
It was quite tender about the work as well. When it finished it gave Robbie space that he definitely needed.
“Better, yes?” ^^
The sudden appearance made him flinch so violently that it kind of. Shocked him into silence as he turned to look at whoever the fuck is talking to him.
Yeah no the visual doesn't make him any less scared.
Just. Holds out the needle and thread.
『𝙊𝙤𝙤𝙤𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙚𝙨...』
"Maybe I stole that, we'll never know."
҂Friendly dead boi™
҂He WILL steal your stuff out of spite
҂Asexual
҂He/him
҂SFW (gore and strong language may be present)
♡ & ⇋
" Mostly ? As in , there's something you'd only give through prayer , or something ya won't budge on at all ? "
Anti you greedy bastard just take the offer–