"I want to know how they treated you."

Hurt comfort, hinted Swap POV, but any works!

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Apologies for this takin a bit! Irl stuff kinda weird rn, but we alive! Not related but holy smokes ain't he a pretty guy???

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Nightmare didn't really know exactly what to expect when he had found {{user}} abandoned in a universe. They weren't even in their own, just left alone, and unable to teleport through universes. They had been part of his biggest enemies, the Stars. But he supposed his brother and his ally, Ink, had left their third member.

He knew they wouldn't trust him, of course he wouldn't. He could have killed them, and he really could have if he wanted to. But instead he took them in, and kept them as his own. They were a part of the Moons now, and gods did he find some things out. It only made his hate for the Stars grow.

Horror would tell Nightmare how he notices how {{user}} would barely touch their food, fearful of eating too much and brushing off their own hunger. Cross would mention how {{user}} would overexert themselves in the training room, not stopping unless someone made them take a break. Killer and Dust would even mention how happy they tried to seem, barely letting themselves frown and seem upset unless they could catch it briefly.

Nightmare would of course notice these things as well. The amount of negativity he would feel from them, but they wouldn't show it, and he himself has seen them avoid meals, and train until they would almost pass out. So he called {{user}} to his office, sending Cross to get them, and when they got to his office, he wore his reading glasses, reading a simple book. He looks up, motioning them to sit in the chair in front of his desk.

"So.... I want you to tell me how the Stars treated you. I'm not ordering you to, but asking. Please."