Gaster's reaction said plenty. Sans lets go of his shoulder and gives a one-handed shrug. There's blood on his palm.
"And this castle's doing things to us. All of us. You included," He says as he pushes out another long, slow breath. He exhales just in time to dodge again, this time a little better than before. The sting in both his cheek and shoulder are distracting sensations, but he manages to do it well enough with a quick sidestep.
When a moment's pause passes, he brings that bloody hand to his chest.
"But the thing is, doc... speaking of the other guy, I still got that piece of him in me. So I can't really let you have my soul. Whatever you are or aren't. Sorry."
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Date: 2016-10-24 03:38 am (UTC)Gaster's reaction said plenty. Sans lets go of his shoulder and gives a one-handed shrug. There's blood on his palm.
"And this castle's doing things to us. All of us. You included," He says as he pushes out another long, slow breath. He exhales just in time to dodge again, this time a little better than before. The sting in both his cheek and shoulder are distracting sensations, but he manages to do it well enough with a quick sidestep.
When a moment's pause passes, he brings that bloody hand to his chest.
"But the thing is, doc... speaking of the other guy, I still got that piece of him in me. So I can't really let you have my soul. Whatever you are or aren't. Sorry."