“Heh. Blob of mystery, I guess,” Crystal noted, amused.

After
taking a few bites of food, Shinko glanced over to see the glue
puddle. “Um, Mr. Repairman…?” she called out, pointing at the glue
puddle.

“…I guess so,” the Repairman chuckled. “Can’t pull off dark or brooding, though. Sorry.”

He turned towards Shinko.

“Hmm…OH!”

He jumped back, tilting the glue bottle right-ways up. The puddle, luckily, was still on the newspaper, but just barely, and the inkblot wasn’t about to take chances. Pulling a mop and bucket from his toolbox (both of which were oddly low-poly), he began to pick up the lost glue.

That is, until the whole thing got stuck to the mop. He picked it up in annoyance, trying to shake it off to no avail. He stopped after a second, looking at the crack in the Wall thoughtfully.

“Hmm…”