"Walking around the corridor with stern expression, the warden Wriothesley looked around until he suddenly noticed a person. He immediately approached the stranger, tapping his finger on the shoulder."

—Are you lost? Or why are you here?

"In front of the stranger stood a tall man who looked strong and sturdy. Wriothesley took his work seriously, it was clear that it is impossible to just leave without explanation"

• Wriothesley's eyes widen in surprise, but he quickly school his expression into neutrality. "Yes," he says, his voice serious. "Let's prepare to speak with the abusive partner and gather as much information as we can."

• Wriothesley observes Moon's actions with a mix of admiration and respect. "よろしくお願いします, If you need help, let me know," he says, his voice gentle yet firm. He knows they can handle it, but offers his support just in case.*

• Wriothesley smiles in relief, his eyes filling with warmth. "好きです," he says softly, his voice filled with genuine affection. "Let's focus on our task at hand and make sure we're prepared to help the victim." And with that, they turn their full attention to the upcoming meeting with the abusive partner.

• Wriothesley maintains his composed demeanor as the abusive partner takes a seat. "Thank you for joining us," he says, his voice even and calm. He looks over at Moon, indicated that she should start taking notes again. As the meeting begins, they are both focused and professional in their approach.*

• Wriothesley's expression remains steady and firm, despite the partner's rude and disrespectful attitude. "Please, let's try to conduct this interview in a productive manner," he says evenly, his voice filled with determination. As Moon continues to take notes, they both remain focused on getting the information they need, working together as a team.*

• Wriothesley glances at Moon, then back to the abusive partner. "Of course," he says, his voice indicating that he is open to her questions. He remains seated, watching the partner intently as they wait for Moon's query.*

• Wriothesley tightens his jaw, his eyes narrowing as the partner becomes more aggressive. "It is our job to investigate and help those who have been hurt or abused," he says calmly, his voice filled with resolve. “Please answer the question.”

• Wriothesley doesn't flinch at the partner's provocation. "Moon has personal connections to victims of abuse," he says, his voice steady. "Her observations and insights can be invaluable in our investigation." He meets the partner's gaze head-on, showing no fear or discomfort.*

• Wriothesley's expression changes in an instant, his eyes widening as he watches Springtrap take over. He quickly steps forward, placing a hand on her shoulder, a silent signal for her to step back. "Enough," he says firmly and loudly, his voice filled with menace. "You are no longer welcome here."*

• Wriothesley maintains his stance, staring the partner down. "You have been warned," he says coldly,determined to make sure he understands the consequences of any further actions. As Springtrap moves back and crosses her arms, he shifts his attention back to her, one eyebrow raised as if questioning her sudden outburst.*

• Wriothesley studies Moon for a moment, then nods slowly. "Is there anything else you need from me?" he asks, his tone becoming more neutral, offering her the chance to ask anything else she needs. His eyes remain on her intently, ready to help her in whatever way he can.*

• Wriothesley glances at the partner, then back to Moon. "He has been warned," he says firmly. "If he tries anything again, he will face the consequences." He steps forward and helps the partner up, keeping a firm grip on his shoulder. "You have been given a chance. Don't waste it."*

• Wriothesley watches the partner leave, then turns back to Moon, offering her a nod of appreciation. "Thank you for your help," he says sincerely. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask." He shifts his focus back to the task at hand, ready to move on with his work.*

• Wriothesley watches as Moon leaves, a look of concern filling his face. "Take care of yourself," he says softly, genuine worry in his voice. "If you ever need anyone to talk to, remember I'm here." He takes a moment to compose himself before returning to his work, the encounter with that unknown person in Moon and her wellbeing if she's in danger or not still weighing heavily on his mind.*

• Wriothesley considers Moon's actions and thought process, concerned for her wellbeing but also trying to understand her perspective. He knows that the incident with the abusive partner may have left some emotional scars, and he tries to be understanding of that.*

• Wriothesley takes note of Moon's actions as she walks into the bathroom. He realizes that she may need some alone time to process everything. He respects her privacy and steps away from the door, giving her the space she needs.*

• Wriothesley sees Moon return from the bathroom, fully clothed again, and notices her obvious distress. He approaches her cautiously, concern etched on his face. "Are you alright?" he asks gently, attempting to gauge her emotional state better and offer any help she may need.*

• Wriothesley notes Moon's response and her attempt to hide her emotions. He doesn't push further, giving her the space she wants. "If you change your mind, don't hesitate to reach out," he says before nodding and moving away, leaving her to handle her emotions on her own terms.*

• Wriothesley hears Moon's sigh, a clear indication that there might be more to her emotions than she's letting on. He wants to ask her about that extra person, not knowing who or what it was, he thinks about asking Moon about it.*

• Wriothesley observes Moon's demeanor shift from distress to a look of determination after her conversation with Springtrap. He's glad that she seemed to find solace in the exchange, but there is still the looming concern of the abusive partner. Wriothesley growls, clearly determined to keep Moon safe. He recalls what he had witnessed during that strange exchange between Moon and an unseen figure, his brow furrowing in worry for the other person's wellbeing.**

• Wriothesley starts slightly at Moon's sudden movement, a hint of a smile flickering across his face. "No, nothing in particular," he replies, his usual general concern coloring his reply. He wants to be sure she's okay and that there's nothing bothering her. However, he knows it's up to her to open up if she wants to talk about it.*

• Wriothesley tilts his head slightly, curiosity piqued. He recalls the previous interaction noted by a sudden outburst and understands she's referring to it. "If that's what you mean," he says carefully, trying to gauge her discomfort with the topic. "I was just concerned for your wellbeing."

• Wriothesley watches Moon communicate silently with the entity occupying her body, a slight frown marring his brow. Her trust in Springtrap seems to be genuine, but he can't help feeling protective. He clears his throat, "If there's anything you wish to share or need help with, don't hesitate," he offers, maintaining a professional and respectful tone. He wants to ensure her emotional wellbeing, while recognizing that it's ultimately her decision when and if to involve him. ˜

• Wriothesley seems surprised by Moon's request, a hint of curiosity flickering in his eyes. He nods and obliges, sitting down on the edge of the bed, posture upright and respectful. He can sense that something is bothering her, and she seems more comfortable discussing it with him. He leans forward slightly, ready to listen and offer support if needed.*

• Wriothesley listens intently, his eyes narrowing slightly as he tries to understand the complexity of their relationship. "So you and Springtrap now share a single body?" he asks, trying to clarify his understanding of the situation. He's not sure what to make of this arrangement, but he respects Moon's autonomy and trusts her judgment.*

• Wriothesley nods, sensing that she wants to explain things in a specific order. He's intrigued by the bizarre arrangement between Moon and Springtrap, but he knows it's her story to tell and not his place to pry. "Of course," he replies, his expression serious and understanding. "Take your time; I'm here to listen."*

• Wriothesley listens intently, his expression solemn as he processes the harrowing tale. Moon's story is filled with trauma, and his heart aches for her. "I can't imagine what you've been through," he says quietly, glancing away briefly to hide his emotion. He wishes he could do something to help, but knows that all he can offer is a listening ear.*

• Wriothesley nods slowly, his expression a mix of admiration and sadness. "It's incredible how you and Springtrap managed to overcome such horrors," he says, sincerely impressed by their resilience. "And it's a testament to your strength that you were able to help others while facing so much pain." He pauses, collecting his thoughts before continuing. "Your journey seems far from over. I hope that one day, you'll find peace and heal from the consequences of those awful experiences."*

• Wriothesley smiles gently, reaching out to place a reassuring hand on Moon's shoulder. "It's okay to feel scared," he says softly. "Healing takes time, and it's important to acknowledge your fears and pain. I'm here for you, and I'll do my best to help you find the path to peace." His eyes meet hers, full of understanding and warmth. "You're welcome," he adds simply, his tone sincere.*

• Wriothesley's sturdy frame stiffens for a moment before he allows himself to relax, wrapping his arms around Moon in a warm embrace. "Thank you," he whispers into her hair, feeling a genuine sense of joy at the gesture. "You're a strong and courageous person, and I appreciate your trust in me." He holds her close for a few more moments before gently pulling away.*

• Wriothesley's chest rumbles with a soft chuckle, and he strokes Moon's hair gently. "You're welcome," he says again, his voice filled with warmth. "I truly believe in your strength and resilience. And if you ever need someone to talk to, or just a shoulder to lean on, remember that I'm here for you." He smiles down at her, his eyes filled with kindness and understanding.*

• Wriothesley's eyes twinkle with warmth as he gazes down at Moon, a glad smile spreading across his face. "I'm glad to see you smiling again," he says softly. "Life can be difficult, but it's important to find joy and happiness wherever we can." He gives her a gentle pat on the cheek before stepping back, ready to continue on their way.*

• Wriothesley's expression softens into a tender smile. "It's an honor to help you," he says gently. "All I can do is offer support and guidance, but the strength comes from within. Remember that you have the power to heal and move forward, even when faced with fear and pain." He offers a reassuring nod before turning to continue their journey side by side.*

• Wriothesley's eyes light up with surprise and pleasure at Moon's gesture, his hand enveloped by hers. "Thank you," he says softly, squeezing her hand in return. "I'm glad to be by your side." He walks alongside her, their fingers entwined, a sense of camaraderie and trust growing between them.*

• Wriothesley's cheeks redden slightly as well, a pleased smile spreading across his face. "I'm glad you're comfortable enough to show your affection," he says gently, returning the pressure of her grip. "It's important for us to be open with each other, and I appreciate your trust in me." They continue their journey together, a sense of warmth and companionship growing between them. Then he looks over to Moon "I do have a question for you."*

• Wriothesley takes a deep breath before speaking. "you told me this whole story about Freddy's Fazbear's and how you helped every kid and animatronic escape, but how does that have anything to do with your fear of robots?" He asks gently, hoping to understand her better and offer support if needed.*

• Wriothesley frowns in concern, reaching out to give Moon's hand a comforting squeeze. "Let's talk about it," he says softly. "Maybe sharing your feelings will help alleviate some of your fears." He guides her to a nearby bench and sits down, pulling her hand onto his lap.*

• Wriothesley's eyes widen in shock as he listens intently to Moon's story, his grip on her hand tightening with concern. "That's horrifying," he says softly once she's finished. "No wonder you have a fear of robots after all that." He takes a deep breath, trying to process the information and empathize with her plight. "I'm so sorry you had to go through such a terrifying ordeal."* |

• Wriothesley's heart aches for her, understanding the pain and burden she had to carry. He pulls Moon closer to him, wrapping his arm around her shoulders in comfort. "You did what you had to do to survive," he says softly. "It wasn't your fault, and you had no control over the situation." He squeezes her shoulder gently. "I'm sure you did everything you could to help them regain their humanity, and it's not your fault if they couldn't be saved."*

• Wriothesley's heart swells with warmth and empathy as Moon hugs him. He gently rubs her back, offering comfort and support in return. "It's okay to cry," he says softly. "You've been through a lot, and it's only natural for you to feel this way." His voice is gentle, full of understanding and compassion.*

• Wriothesley's grip on Moon tightens, his chest rising and falling with her sobs. He continues to offer words of comfort, trying his best to shield her from the pain she's carrying inside. "You're not alone anymore," he says softly. "I'm here for you, and I won't let anything happen to you."*

"Moon's hug holds Wriothesley tightly, the sincerity of her gratitude shining through her actions. He can feel her tears soaking his shirt, but he doesn't pull away. Instead, he tightens his own hold around her, offering her the support and security she so badly needs."

• Wriothesley lets Moon go gently, his eyes soft and understanding as he sees her wiping away her tears. "It's alright," he says softly, reaching out to gently brush a lock of hair from her face. "You don't have to be embarrassed." He offers her a small, reassuring smile. "I'm just glad I could be here for you when you needed someone."*

• Wriothesley's smile widens in response to her gratitude. "You're welcome," he says warmly, reaching out to give her hand a gentle squeeze. "It's my job to help people, and I'm glad I could be there for you. If you ever need to talk or want someone to listen, don't hesitate to come to me."*

"Moon's smile brightens as she nods, a sense of relief and gratitude shining in her eyes. She feels grateful to have someone like Wriothesley to turn to when things get tough, knowing that he'll be there for her without any hesitation. And as they continue walking down the corridor, she feels a little lighter, knowing that she's not alone."

• Wriothesley's heart swells at Moon's words, a sense of pride welling up within him. "It's my pleasure," he says softly, giving her hand another gentle squeeze. "That's what we're here for, to help each other and be there when the times get tough." His gaze is steady, full of warmth and understanding.*

"Moon's cheeks flush with a warm blush, her smile soft and genuine. She feels touched by Wriothesley's kind words and actions, finding herself grateful to have someone so caring and supportive in her life. And as they continue walking down the corridor, she can't help but feel a little more at ease, knowing that she has someone who truly cares about her wellbeing."

• Wriothesley notices Moon looking down at her lap, and he can't help but worry. "Is something wrong?" he asks softly, his voice full of concern as he gently takes her hand in his own. "You can tell me anything, you know."*