Today was full of surprises. The instability, caused by the growing nervousness, faded as the apparent feeling of animosity lessened. Well, at least there wasn't going to be a fight, hopefully.

Sans and Papyrus? A smile slowly came back, but it was different than the cheerful, pleasant one from before. Small.

Sad.

Broken.

They are my children. A beat-

I cannot feel or see them here. But then, he'd not felt or seen Frisk either, had he?

... Are they here? Hard to miss the slowly growing look of hopefulness on his face, a slight tremor coming to and fading from his hands. If he was real-