(For now, the rest of the comic will be written. I apologize for the inconvenience. ^^')

Nightmare: WELL EXCUSE ME, DO YOU NOT FIND IT UNLIKELY SOMEONE WOULD WANT TO BITE MY GOOP?!

Killer, referring to his black tears: Hey now, don't make this offensive- 

Killer: I'm not sure... It's not like anything I've ever put in my mouth before, and it doesn't taste like anything... 

Nightmare: Pff, you probably have a terrible sense of taste. 

Killer: No, it doesn't taste like anything.

Nightmare: Whatever...

Killer: Psh, as if.

Nightmare: Unfortunately, the little sh*t with that stupid scarf said that I couldn't harm anyone here. I could've just taken the thing out right then and there, but apparently I couldn't, because... b-because...

Killer: You don't even remember what happened, do you?

Nightmare: Well, since you're so smart, why don't you tell everyone?

Killer: Gladly, b u d. So what happened was... w-was...

Nightmare: Pathetic.

Killer: Hypocrite.

Nightmare: Excuse me?

*Nightmare threateningly wriggles his tentacles*

Killer: ...Your point?

Nightmare: Stfu