Dark: I'm not the one crying, my mask is. Also my skin isn't blue my fur is. All of our fur is blue. Also yes, you can draw me.

Dark: ...I am? *he chuckled a bit and shook his head* I doubt it.

Dark: o-o I'm not though, I'm just a depressed squirrel that wears a mask. I'm not cool in any way.

Dark: -_- No.

Dark: I'm not going to and you can't make me.

Dark: No. I'm not.

Dark: No.

Dark: I guess. I don't care honestly.

Dark: *he blushed a bit under the mask and blinked* ...

Dark: ;/////; *he started getting uncomfortable since nobody had ever hugged him before*

Dark: *he noticed he had been holding his breath and he exhaled* It's fine...

Dark: ;//////; I've never been hugged before so it made me uncomfortable.

Dark: It's okay! You don't need to be sorry!

Dark: ...I...kind of liked it... *he looked away slightly*

Dark: *he nodded a bit*

Dark: *he hugs back*

Dark: *his mask fell off and his two pitch black eyes with white dots in them were revealed*