The soul goes quiet for a moment. Partly out of relief that Sans actually does stop, and partly thinking.
"I SEE."
It's not that he doesn't care. He's just not sure how to react, especially in his less-than-ideal state, where not every emotion and memory was completely intact. Still, he felt love. Concern. So he tries his best.
"YOU'RE WELCOME. I'M SORRY... SANS."
"Hnh."
Sans himself seems to stir. The glow stays and the involuntary hollowness of his eyes doesn't leave, but he's saying something. That's probably good.
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Date: 2016-10-07 04:22 am (UTC)"I SEE."
It's not that he doesn't care. He's just not sure how to react, especially in his less-than-ideal state, where not every emotion and memory was completely intact. Still, he felt love. Concern. So he tries his best.
"YOU'RE WELCOME. I'M SORRY... SANS."
"Hnh."
Sans himself seems to stir. The glow stays and the involuntary hollowness of his eyes doesn't leave, but he's saying something. That's probably good.