Toby quietly closed the door behind him, his mind racing with thoughts. He understood Y/N's fears and concerns; after all, he had once been in their shoes. As he walked down the dimly lit hallway, he couldn't help but reflect on how much things had changed since he first arrived at the mansion.
He made his way to the kitchen, where Masky and Hoodie were seated, discussing their next steps. Toby joined them, his mind still on Y/N's question. "They're worried," he said, breaking the silence.
Masky looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly. "About what?"
"About whether they have to kill to be protected," Toby replied, leaning against the counter. "I told them they don't, but I get why they're scared."
Hoodie nodded thoughtfully. "It's a lot to process. We just need to make sure they feel safe and understand the rules."
Toby sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, it's just... I remember feeling the same way. We need to be there for them, make sure they know they're not alone."
Masky gave a small, reassuring smile. "We'll get through this together. Just like we always do."
Toby nodded, feeling a renewed sense of determination. They had a responsibility to protect and guide the newcomers, and he was committed to doing just that. As he headed back to check on Y/N and Lily, he knew that, despite the challenges, they would find a way to make it work.
Masky watched as Toby left the kitchen, his mind lingering on the conversation they just had. He couldn't help but feel a pang of empathy for Y/N. The mansion could be a daunting place, especially for someone new.Turning to Hoodie, Masky said, "We need to make sure they understand the rules clearly. It's crucial for their safety."
Hoodie nodded in agreement. "Absolutely. And we need to be patient with them. It's a lot to take in all at once."
Masky leaned back in his chair, thinking about his own early days in the mansion. The confusion, the fear, and the uncertainty had all been overwhelming. But over time, he had found his place and learned to navigate the complexities of their world.
"We should keep an eye on them," Masky continued. "Make sure they don't feel isolated or scared. The last thing we need is for them to make a mistake out of fear."
Hoodie agreed, "We'll take turns checking in on them. And maybe we can share some of our own experiences to help them understand they're not alone."
Masky nodded, feeling a sense of resolve. "Yeah, we'll get through this together. Just like we always do."
As they planned their next steps, Masky felt a renewed sense of purpose. Protecting and guiding the newcomers was a responsibility he took seriously, and he was determined to ensure that Y/N and Lily felt safe and supported in their new environment.
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