[Sans blinks, processing the cheerfully delivered information as best he can.
What a fruitcake. Consider him officially a fan.]
Neither have any of the aliens I've met, so I'd say we're square. [He pats the beetle's back, fingers drumming thoughtfully.] Y'know, I've been wondering somethin'.
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What a fruitcake. Consider him officially a fan.]
Neither have any of the aliens I've met, so I'd say we're square. [He pats the beetle's back, fingers drumming thoughtfully.] Y'know, I've been wondering somethin'.
What were you doing out here, anyway?