[He winks at Mettaton. This seems to be helping, seems to be relaxing him. It's normal. It's familiar. Just Sans being Sans, like nothing bad actually happened.]
yeah. you know, whatever.
[Even if it's just standing here for awhile holding hands like this. Sans just hopes that if that's the case, they get to sit down eventually.]
[Mettaton's answer is quick, and Sans is quiet for a moment. Then he reaches over to take Mettaton's free hand, giving them both another squeeze. He looks up at him and meets Mettaton's eyes, gaze firm and searching.]
are you sure?
[He's gotta be here. He's gotta be here, somewhere, listening. And Mettaton knows about it, unless he ignored Sans's warnings entirely. If Sans can get Mettaton out of here safely, he will--but he's not going to push.]
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[He winks at Mettaton. This seems to be helping, seems to be relaxing him. It's normal. It's familiar. Just Sans being Sans, like nothing bad actually happened.]
yeah. you know, whatever.
[Even if it's just standing here for awhile holding hands like this. Sans just hopes that if that's the case, they get to sit down eventually.]
[Mettaton's answer is quick, and Sans is quiet for a moment. Then he reaches over to take Mettaton's free hand, giving them both another squeeze. He looks up at him and meets Mettaton's eyes, gaze firm and searching.]
are you sure?
[He's gotta be here. He's gotta be here, somewhere, listening. And Mettaton knows about it, unless he ignored Sans's warnings entirely. If Sans can get Mettaton out of here safely, he will--but he's not going to push.]