[Erwin might not understand Daylight's fashion sensibilities, but he certainly appreciates the enthusiasm with which he approaches them.]

Oh, I've met Agatha. [Met her and liked her quite a bit, in fact. Erwin is a little surprised to hear that Daylight is her husband; he knows the assigned relationships here mean very little, but he'd have thought Daylight is closer to being her son than her husband.] I've, ah... also met Sans and Papyrus, who I believe are your neighbors?

[Erwin drops his voice.]

I apologize if the lights and decorations are getting out of control. I may have encouraged both of them.