He makes as if to steady them out of reflex, but they catch themselves on their own. He can't be sure what they're thinking or what prompted the stumble, but he can make a guess of sorts when their next reply comes out muted in comparison to their excitement over the garden.
No love lost between them and whatever other Gaster they were thinking of, was there? And here he was supposed to be forgettable. ...his voice catches.
...I will think on it, he agrees via sign, before peering over at the berries. Perhaps we should have brought a basket.
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Date: 2016-10-30 05:20 pm (UTC)No love lost between them and whatever other Gaster they were thinking of, was there? And here he was supposed to be forgettable. ...his voice catches.
...I will think on it, he agrees via sign, before peering over at the berries. Perhaps we should have brought a basket.