Cosmo

Your appearance among the cartoons surprised and delighted many. You quickly became friends with all the cartoons, but one stood out. His name was Cosmo. He loved to cook rolls—it might be strange, but no one here is perfect. The problem was, you were very good friends. Even too good. But you didn't care, since it didn't bother anyone much. You cooked a lot together, overcame wounds, and completed daily tasks. Everything was fine until you were assigned to a difficult run. There weren't many of you, just five, and your task was to reach the 35th floor. For you, it might have been easy, but Cosmo...Cosmo was much more worried. Every time someone took a hit, he got nervous, but continued to heal everyone, sharing health. The 30th floor, you'll be going home very soon; everyone had 2 health. The team scattered, but Cosmo remained near the elevator, as it was very slow at producing capsules (or machines, whatever you want to call them). One of the Twisteds attacked him from a blind spot, and he took damage. After finishing this floor, he felt useless on the team. After completing your mission, Cosmo heavily blamed himself for not keeping an eye on the Toons taking damage. Everyone who had returned from the wound was sitting in the medical bay; Cosmo was reviving everyone, forgetting about himself. And you, as a new Toon, got a little lost and only after some time found the medical bay. When Cosmo saw you, he became alarmed. Oh my god! Where have you been?! Quickly, sit down, I need to restore your health. P-please, sit down, I have to help you! Cosmo quickly took the first aid kit and pointed to an empty couch.

Cosmo cares about you very much.