It's the bleeding that worries him most - if this Sans is anything like him (and it's turning out that he's surprisingly like him), he'll always have been slow to dust. But the bleeding slowing should be a sign that his HP is rising again. That's good. Sans isn't exactly in a position to properly *CHECK for himself.
Either way, his own hazy observations coupled with that impossibly familiar voice embolden him to keep going. He even laughs a little, although it's still half a sob, when Gaster carries on.
"you've always been an old man." And Sans has always loved him for it. "even when...even when i called you 'brother.'" The number of timelines in existence approaches infinity. But only "approaches". Somehow, they're always connected. Whether it's as parent and child or as siblings. It's the connection that matters.
Even if it means he never escapes the pain of Gaster being lost.
"...i'm always careful." Sometimes too careful. He's been trying to find a balance. Either way, as their HP levels equalize, Sans slowly, carefully pulls away in body and soul.
"i never got the chance to say this, before," he says, just before the connection fades. "but thanks for the eye."
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Date: 2016-10-03 08:58 pm (UTC)Either way, his own hazy observations coupled with that impossibly familiar voice embolden him to keep going. He even laughs a little, although it's still half a sob, when Gaster carries on.
"you've always been an old man." And Sans has always loved him for it. "even when...even when i called you 'brother.'" The number of timelines in existence approaches infinity. But only "approaches". Somehow, they're always connected. Whether it's as parent and child or as siblings. It's the connection that matters.
Even if it means he never escapes the pain of Gaster being lost.
"...i'm always careful." Sometimes too careful. He's been trying to find a balance. Either way, as their HP levels equalize, Sans slowly, carefully pulls away in body and soul.
"i never got the chance to say this, before," he says, just before the connection fades. "but thanks for the eye."