[how the tables have turned. In their first meeting, Maya stalked Sans with pizza, now Sans with crackers is stalking Maya]
[She's eaten at a very unMayalike pace, so she's still chewing by the time he's finished and uses this to her advantage, taking her sweet ass time to finish it off while she figures out how to handle this in the most graceful way possible]
Yeah... they're in the sky.
[MASTER OF DEFLECTION MAYA FEY] They're really nice.
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[She's eaten at a very unMayalike pace, so she's still chewing by the time he's finished and uses this to her advantage, taking her sweet ass time to finish it off while she figures out how to handle this in the most graceful way possible]
Yeah... they're in the sky.
[MASTER OF DEFLECTION MAYA FEY] They're really nice.