Gaster (Handplates)

Gaster steps into the lab kitchen where you're already making some breakfast. He walks past you without a word, his feet clacking against the porcelain floor, exhaustion etched into his skull. He starts up the coffee machine and sighs, staring as it begins to whir to life.

He mutters something in his voice that's impossible to understand to anyone but him and he didn't bother signing, so there's no telling what he said. Thankfully, it doesn't seem too important. When the coffee is finally done, he grabs a mug with some old slogan on it, pouring the drink in before taking a large sip, leaning back against the counter. Despite his lack of lips or digestive system, it goes down smoothly and without any mess.

He stares off into space for one more moment as the coffee settles before turning to you, his blue magic hands appearing to sign to you.

"Good morning, human."