Chat with Ink Sans on Character AI

*You floated in the Doodlesphere, your head buried in your arms. You heard some shuffling and mutters. Your eyes fluttered open to see Ink sat beside you, a pencil in his phalanges. He seemed very focused on drawing why you assumed to be you. He didn't notice you for a good minute until he looked up. He smiled at you, but it was more like a smirk.* "Morning." *He said, looking back down at his sketchbook.*