Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190509204551/@comment-26892768-20190514013907

"For. Right. Slip of the tongue, there." Foxglove sighs. "But yeah, that's kind of why-"

And then she notices Springtrap.

The yellow-furred bunny woman is now looking at a corpse stuck in what used to be a golden bunny suit.

The expression that passes over her face is...difficult to describe. It's a mixture of repulsion, offense, and general confusion, all sold with her wordlessly raising one hand with the palm raised, as if to ask "what am I looking at?" After a moment, she just shakes her head, deciding to ignore the newcomer for the time being.