Queenie was skipping back with the picture held to her chest being careful to not strip on her dress-like sweater while Gavin asked his question. Ink snickered and shook his head. "It's weird," he said nonchalantly. Ounce the Goat return to his side, she asked her own. It made Ink finally stare up at her with spiral eye lights. "THAT ISN'T MINE ANYMORE" his voice was cold and robotic. Then he smiled again before looking down at his piece. "Who are you two again? Did you make that?" he asked curiously.