[For a moment, Sans is worry he's said something wrong. It's not his intention to dredge up the past -- lord knows he wasn't exactly the poster boy for internal reflection -- and as he watches her face change, he wonders if maybe he's done just that.
When you aren't ready for it... when it hits you unexpected...
Well, it's not what he wants for her.
But then she speaks. And Sans says nothing, staring at her with fresh sockets. And then she speaks again, and Sans' grin takes on a sudden strength.]
You're not wrong, kiddo. [He leans back slightly, carpels scraping against the rock. For a long moment he's silent, considering something.] Hey, can I ask you something?
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When you aren't ready for it... when it hits you unexpected...
Well, it's not what he wants for her.
But then she speaks. And Sans says nothing, staring at her with fresh sockets. And then she speaks again, and Sans' grin takes on a sudden strength.]
You're not wrong, kiddo. [He leans back slightly, carpels scraping against the rock. For a long moment he's silent, considering something.] Hey, can I ask you something?