3rd person pov

A few hours later, Error's bones were fixed. He needed an IV tube, though. He was very brittle from barely eating in the past hundred years. He slept in his large hospital bed. Ink and Dream decided to head over to the cafeteria and eat something; they were so hungry. They also ordered Error some soup; they figured he'd be hungry too. Once they finished their food, they returned to the room. It was really late, so they slept. They awoke the next morning to shouting. The two skeletons shot up. They looked to Error's bed and saw it was empty. Slightly panicking, they ran out and heard more shouts. They ran to the source of the shouting. They burst into the lobby to see people cramming themselves into the wall, alarmed and still afraid of the "destroyer of worlds" and confused about why he was here. Error was also backed up into a wall. He looked kinda depressed, tired and slightly nervous. He raised his hands in surrender.

"l-lOoK I'm nOt gOnNA hUrT yOu..."

The people didn't really believe him. They just eyed him with suspicion and hate. He sighed. He was used to the hate though, so there wasn't much of an effect on him.

"oKaY... uH... I'm jUsT gOnNa gO..."

Error left the hospital through the front doors. Ink and Dream snapped themselves out of it and ran after Error. Error could barely walk, and his knees gave out. Before he hit the ground, a pair of arms held him up. Error was still in a daze. Ink helped him up, and Error came back to reality. Seeing Ink so close without feeling any pain kinda shocked him.

"i-InK?"

"Can you stand on your own?"

Error pulled away from Ink and slightly spread out his arms for balance. He lost his balance, and once again Ink caught him. Error frowned; he felt pathetic.

"h-hEy wHaT aRe YoU-"

Ink slung Error over his shoulder and along with Dream, they walked back to the room.

"Error, you're not supposed to be walking in this state!"

Ink set Error down on the bed.

"wHy nOt? I dID iT aLl tHe tImE bEfOrE."

Ink felt a pang of guilt, knowing he caused that.

"Error, this isn't before. It's different now."

Error gave a glitchy sigh and looked in the other direction, scowling slightly. Ink wanted to break the tension. Then he remembered he had soup for Error.

"Oh yeah, that's right! I have something for you Error!"

Error looked kinda scared. Coming from Ink, it had to bring pain, right? Ink summoned the soup out of thin air.

"Here, you must be hungry."

Error looked at Ink like he had grown two heads.

"...what...?"

"w-wHaT iS tHaT...?¿"

A deadly silence fell over the room. Dream decided to ask the burning question.

"Error... have you ever even eaten before...?"

"nOpE."

Ink and Dream both gasped. Their eyesockets went black as their hands clasped over their mouths.

"wElL, I oNcE tRiEd tO stEaL chOcOlAtE fRoM rEd, bUt hE bEaT tHe sHiT oUtTa mE aNd tOoK iT."

*Ink and Dream feel regret crawling down their back, into their spine and into their skulls.