[It's all Sans responds with, for a while at least. A weak, barely there protest, serving as a place holder while he works out what to actually say.
Maybe it was the Labyrinth, or the prison before it, or the party, or the fact it feels like he hasn't had a real break in months, but Sans finds the words of easy, automatic dismissal coming to him slower than usual. There were no easy misdirects, there weren't any all-purpose deflections.
Papyrus was always a tricky topic for him.]
Pap's family's bigger than just me now. Who says that's gotta be bad?
[Sans' briefly abandons his search, but his sockets remained fixed towards the starry sky; almost like a life line.]
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[It's all Sans responds with, for a while at least. A weak, barely there protest, serving as a place holder while he works out what to actually say.
Maybe it was the Labyrinth, or the prison before it, or the party, or the fact it feels like he hasn't had a real break in months, but Sans finds the words of easy, automatic dismissal coming to him slower than usual. There were no easy misdirects, there weren't any all-purpose deflections.
Papyrus was always a tricky topic for him.]
Pap's family's bigger than just me now. Who says that's gotta be bad?
[Sans' briefly abandons his search, but his sockets remained fixed towards the starry sky; almost like a life line.]
If anything, it's a relief.