“Somewhere you’ll be safe from everything in the studio.I just have to figure out where that could be.”
Alice isn’t sure about this stranger, she can tell that their a toon but that doesn’t guarantee they’ll be safe here. Angry ink creatures could come from anywhere and she’s afraid that they’ll attack the stranger even if they are a toon.
“…Safe from everything…?” the Repairman echoed, confused. He still distrusted that machine, and the weird ink that came out of it, but the place didn’t seem…that bad.
“I appreciate the concern,” he said, “but I also have a job to do here. What kinds of things are you worried about?”
He knew whatever trouble there was, it might be a good idea to finish up around here. At least if he couldn’t get out right away, he wouldn’t have a blinking red siren light revealing his hiding place.
Siblings-a-Fixin' 