❝. . Ah, I see.❞
Again, he took the news surprisingly well. Nodding his head as his gaze met the spirit's eyes, speaking once more.
❝Did the man happen to. . Wear a rabbit costume, of sorts?❞
The questions were almost asked unconsciously; Michael already knew the answer.
As Michael's head slowly tilted to the side in an attempt to get a glimpse of the spirit, he seemed. . Relatively unphased by their existence.
❝ And you are. . ? ❞
He asked, disregarding their formalities to. . Well, both confirm his suspicions and to actually do his job.
❝ To put it into your own words- ❞
He paused for a moment or two, getting up off of his knees and back onto his feet.
❝ I like to read. . Exclusively about Fazbear Entertainment. ❞
❝ And I appreciated the company. . . It was a nice change of pace for once. ❞
Did he use a hyperbole? Sure. Was he going to admit it? No.
❝ Oh of course; Utilidors, hidden hallways, testing facilities. Everything you can see isn't everything there is, Gregory. ❞
His words came across as being those of experience.
❝ And. . I'm Michael. ❞
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But it still reminded Michael of a. . Younger him, per se.
❝ I do admit, this place has enough history to fill a book. . . Or, 10. Ah- Did I ever ask for your name?❞
❝ And you want to read the book, I surmise? ❞
Michael knew the intrigue of Faz Ent.'s . . Tumultuous past, even having a hand in it himself at one point or another.
❝ . . I see. ❞
He couldn't encourage the behaviour, not knowing how he ended up.
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Hearing Gregory's final question, Michael backed up a little, pulling back one of his sleeves to reveal that his arm was nigh-covered in bandages.
❝No, I don't work here.. Though I visit more than I'd like to admit.❞
. . .
❝What keeps you coming back if it 'sucks', then?❞
❝Who do I like?❞
He paused for a good few seconds, finishing up on Gregory's knee before continuing, still seeming somewhat hesitant to.
❝Whilst I've never been incredibly partial towards 'the gang', I do like Comedy Bot.❞
Probably because of his severe lacking of a mouth.
❝ I'd .. rather not go into detail.. it can get intense. ❞
This kid would rather not see his knee scraped knee, than other things he has witnessed.
❝ The bear, he's really helpful!
What about you, who do you like? ❞
❝ Sometimes? ❞
He asked, trying to fill the air as he took out a singular roll of adhesive bandages and began wrapping it around the boy's "wound."
❝ What *do* you like about it, then? ❞
It was in their best interests to focus on the good of the situation, so that he did!
❝ This place sucks. . sometimes. I'll take the bandage at least.. ❞
He grumbled sitting on the floor, was he moving? Not much, his knee stung a bit and the kid he is, he was difficult.
❝ Nuh―uh! ❞
❝ I'm sure this place makes you sign a waiver before entering, so... I'm afraid the best I can do is offer you a bandage. ❞
Not like seeking legal council for a scraped knee was viable... But, either way, the offer was there.
❝ You *can* still walk, can't you? ❞
❝Oh, of course.���
The tall, slender figure picked up a wrench, spinning it within his palm as he continued his retort.
❝ There are worse things in the world to worry about as opposed to. . . Mere trivialities, after all❞
. . .
❝Wouldn't you agree?❞
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aye ! dat’s what ye had
t’ do, right. . ?
* after all.. Gabriel used to be ( 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙜 ) them. stuck in one for years on end. and still, they couldn’t linger far from that suit no matter how hard they tried.
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❝ I'd say that the robots- No, the animatronics, scare me. ❞
He paused for a fair few seconds, scratching the back of his neck as he continued to spin his dialogue.
❝ But I suppose that, eventually, you just *have* to swallow your fear and put up with them, don't you? ❞