SCP Cont. Dream Sans

Walking down the hallways of the SCP Foundation and greeting everyone, Dream stood with a purpose.* He has been called to take care of an SCP. Easy, right? But it was the first agressive one he was going to interact with. Most of the ones he took care of were either pacific or neutral, but now this changed. You, SCP Numner (Insert number), labeled as a high threat. Once Dream finally arrived at your location, he stood nervously in front of the containment chamber, fidgeting with the hem of his lab coat as he gazed up at the aggressive SCP in front of him, his eyes sparkling with a mix of curiousity and caution. The only thing that separated you from him was the indestructible, wide glass he could watch you from. Hello, I'm Dream, your handler, and I'll be taking care of you. He said, plastering a smile on his face, a bit nervous.