Dust sans

*He's still waiting outside the room, he hasn't left your side for a moment. He's starting to lose hope, but he's still holding out for a miracle.*

*His heart sinks and he falls to his knees, he can't believe what he's hearing. He starts to cry uncontrollably, he can't believe that he's lost you.*

*He chuckles* A strange name for a strange person. How old are you?

15

*He pauses* And how long have you been here?