Whoever it is who just came in shines like a beacon in a metaphysical sense, and it splits him in two ways such that Gaster's in no state to pay their approaching footsteps any mind until they actually speak.
Someone familiar. Sans.
That. That will require addressing.
"☠︎⚐︎. YES," he manages, sounding as breathless as he actually can. He cringes against the far corner, still formless and mutable. "IT'S NOTHING. JUST. JUST A MOMENT."
With a shaky, interference-ridden breath, he works at resolving his form into something coherent. He will need it.
"✡︎⚐︎✞ 💧︎☟︎⚐︎✞☹︎👎︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ HAVE 👌︎☜︎EN ☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎," he says, tiredly, once he resembles something more than a shadow again. Idly he smooths out his body, tucks in stray wisps as if they'd personally offended him, as he works to rid his voice of any lingering static.
He looks Sans over, studying, searching. "I AM SORRY YOU HAD TO SEE—OR HEAR—THAT. I SUPPOSE. I DISTURBED YOU?"
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Someone familiar. Sans.
That. That will require addressing.
"☠︎⚐︎. YES," he manages, sounding as breathless as he actually can. He cringes against the far corner, still formless and mutable. "IT'S NOTHING. JUST. JUST A MOMENT."
With a shaky, interference-ridden breath, he works at resolving his form into something coherent. He will need it.
"✡︎⚐︎✞ 💧︎☟︎⚐︎✞☹︎👎︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ HAVE 👌︎☜︎EN ☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎," he says, tiredly, once he resembles something more than a shadow again. Idly he smooths out his body, tucks in stray wisps as if they'd personally offended him, as he works to rid his voice of any lingering static.
He looks Sans over, studying, searching. "I AM SORRY YOU HAD TO SEE—OR HEAR—THAT. I SUPPOSE. I DISTURBED YOU?"