Queenie spoke enthusiastically even after such a jarring event. Her ear flopped a bit as she shifted on her heels to toes. "I thunk Blue was that poor skeleton that thought Error had friends, but Dream is my second in commend and closer friend. I think I have others, but don't remember them. Though I've only seen the two you talk about, never done more than give an inkwe-." He explained shifting his sight on you with a wide smile and energetic movements. However he got cut off by the beginning of Gaven's threat. As he said "Yes, Now-" and dared touch Ink's broomie, he was absorbed in an inky mass before it became level with the 'floor'. "That was a very rude fox. You're really nice though do you want one of Dream's orb? It can access happy thoughts or give sweet daydreams. Don't remember," he said pulling something from his pocket. It was a strange reward for being better than another.

Gaven on the other hand had spent time under the black before resurfacing in Error's 'home'. It wasn't worth its name. Most of a place covered in blue cobwebs with items tied within it or bare with nothing to help tell depth or footing. The rest of his threat echoing in the white landscape, but not rosing the spider of the webbing.