Ink smiled warmly. "I'm trying my best to be." It followed after them.

It snickered. "Good point, heheh! Eh, speakin' of." It faced forward again. "We... probably ought to get out of here soon, huh. For your sake."

~Not because REALLY I don't need any more identity crises or anything.~

Ink nods.

"...I kinda... built myself from the ground up, y'know. I remember that much about myself, I picked my own name. Whoever I was before died before I got here. It doesn't get to take that from me."

It let is shoulders fall slack.

"Thank you."

It reached after the vanishing shadow for a moment before reeling its hand back in. It just stared ahead at where the figure used to be.

"I... I don't know."

It looked up at them.

"Wonder WHAT?" I'm not-!" It huffed. Whatever it planned to say, it gave up on it.