[There was a skill Sans learned long ago: when to bail. Some might say he knew it a little too well, skipping the steps others might naturally resort to before quitting. Trying, that wasn't really his style, and he was already reaching the end of his reserves.
There was only so much banging his head against a ravenous superhuman before fatigue started setting in.]
Look. [He manages, erecting fresh walls of bones for each layer Peter pushed through.] If you understand me at all, give me a sign. One sign. That's all I'm looking for.
[Another wall of bones, and another. Things were definitely getting a little too close for comfort, but maybe that's how it had to be if he was actually going to get through to this kid.]
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There was only so much banging his head against a ravenous superhuman before fatigue started setting in.]
Look. [He manages, erecting fresh walls of bones for each layer Peter pushed through.] If you understand me at all, give me a sign. One sign. That's all I'm looking for.
[Another wall of bones, and another. Things were definitely getting a little too close for comfort, but maybe that's how it had to be if he was actually going to get through to this kid.]