Easygoing by nature, mellowed by necessity, perhaps.
Gaster affects his best impression of mock affront, straightening up and putting on airs as the proper (former) Royal Scientist he is. It's all very official-looking posturing, but ruined by the slightly too-pleased lopsidedness in his smirk.
Moment or not. A line has to be drawn somewhere. This p-u-n-t-a-g-i-o-n should be kept in quarantine.
But the ease of the rapport, misplaced yet familiar, allows him to relax a little more than he would have otherwise. There is so much room for tension, for missteps, given his... everything, and it's clear they're both trying to get a handle for how they want to handle the situation, but this? Is pleasant, unforced. Banter comes freely and naturally. He's glad for it.
Gaster wonders if he should thank another Gaster, elsewhere, elsewhen, for Sans' easy acceptance of matters. Or perhaps in the end it was just Sans, after all.
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Date: 2016-10-21 07:49 am (UTC)Gaster affects his best impression of mock affront, straightening up and putting on airs as the proper (former) Royal Scientist he is. It's all very official-looking posturing, but ruined by the slightly too-pleased lopsidedness in his smirk.
Moment or not. A line has to be drawn somewhere. This p-u-n-t-a-g-i-o-n should be kept in quarantine.
But the ease of the rapport, misplaced yet familiar, allows him to relax a little more than he would have otherwise. There is so much room for tension, for missteps, given his... everything, and it's clear they're both trying to get a handle for how they want to handle the situation, but this? Is pleasant, unforced. Banter comes freely and naturally. He's glad for it.
Gaster wonders if he should thank another Gaster, elsewhere, elsewhen, for Sans' easy acceptance of matters. Or perhaps in the end it was just Sans, after all.