it's like that peanut guy who is trying to sell you other peanuts for you to eat. there's probably some kind of social commentary in there.
[Hell if he knows what it is, though, nor is he gonna think too hard about it.]
[Mettaton seems to make a decision. Sans follows him further into the room and hesitates for a moment when Mettaton gestures at the chair. He's not too sure that he should let go of Mettaton just yet, but the chair is too far away to grab it and bring it closer. Not without letting go.]
[He waits a moment longer, then...very carefully, very slowly lets go. He grabs the chair and pulls it closer, close enough that Mettaton can take his hand again if he wants to. Then he sits.]
yeah, uh. it's nice. makes remodeling pretty easy.
[Not that Sans would know anything about remodeling or it's general level of difficulty.]
[He shakes his head.]
nah, it's...it's okay. just figured i should check on you. i mean, this whole thing right on the heels of...
[He goes quiet again for a minute. God, if he pushes even a little it might be too much. Frisk said to be careful.]
i'm sorry if i...that uh, that whole conversation the other day. about...
[He's gotta be listening. Sans knows he is. Was he listening during that conversation as well? It was over the phone, so it's possible the Mirror didn't hear Sans's side of things.]
[He's never really had to try and talk around a subject before. Usually he just outright avoids things, or layers it all in puns and jokes.]
just...concerned, is all. 'bout you and all of it. yanno?
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[Hell if he knows what it is, though, nor is he gonna think too hard about it.]
[Mettaton seems to make a decision. Sans follows him further into the room and hesitates for a moment when Mettaton gestures at the chair. He's not too sure that he should let go of Mettaton just yet, but the chair is too far away to grab it and bring it closer. Not without letting go.]
[He waits a moment longer, then...very carefully, very slowly lets go. He grabs the chair and pulls it closer, close enough that Mettaton can take his hand again if he wants to. Then he sits.]
yeah, uh. it's nice. makes remodeling pretty easy.
[Not that Sans would know anything about remodeling or it's general level of difficulty.]
[He shakes his head.]
nah, it's...it's okay. just figured i should check on you. i mean, this whole thing right on the heels of...
[He goes quiet again for a minute. God, if he pushes even a little it might be too much. Frisk said to be careful.]
i'm sorry if i...that uh, that whole conversation the other day. about...
[He's gotta be listening. Sans knows he is. Was he listening during that conversation as well? It was over the phone, so it's possible the Mirror didn't hear Sans's side of things.]
[He's never really had to try and talk around a subject before. Usually he just outright avoids things, or layers it all in puns and jokes.]
just...concerned, is all. 'bout you and all of it. yanno?