Rouxls: Fine. * He lets go, with all eight hands. retracting them back into his body *

Gaster: why do you have four aRMMSSSS (he hisses through his teeth in pain as you hear his hands crack. You just found his FATAL weak spot)
Can you get your extra hands off mu up y chest and waist by the way?
Also, breaking my hands is a ticket to my death, so stop T_T

Rouxls: It's because I'm right, isn't it? * He tightens the grip on your hands *

Gaster: still not answering
(He feels something on his chest and waist. Feels like... hands?)

Rouxls: Why won't you answer? ...Because I'm right?