[He may not have scared him, but startling Scaramouche, the bot who's always got something to say, into complete silence? That's an accomplishment.
His confusion stems from one thing: what he knows about Halloween is basically limited to "some festival The City holds" or "a human thing". It's new to him, to say the least. It's throwing him a bit off-kilter; something he'll never confess.
His metal mouth continues to hang open a little longer. When he closes it again, his gaze falls to Midnight's... 'outfit'. The sheet. What's the story there? His frowning expression grows thoughtful.]
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His confusion stems from one thing: what he knows about Halloween is basically limited to "some festival The City holds" or "a human thing". It's new to him, to say the least. It's throwing him a bit off-kilter; something he'll never confess.
His metal mouth continues to hang open a little longer. When he closes it again, his gaze falls to Midnight's... 'outfit'. The sheet. What's the story there? His frowning expression grows thoughtful.]
What are you wearing?