Sans steps out from wherever-he-was, as per his usual means of arriving to a scene. He doesn't seem all that surprise, much less worried, but there's a decent air of casual disappointment.
It's actually weirdly familiar. Something about Gaster, long nights, bad food. He doesn't remember, but he knows it's there. He lays a hand on the bigger blaster and looks down at his father.
"I think that's enough experimenting for the day."
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Date: 2017-02-12 04:15 pm (UTC)Sans steps out from wherever-he-was, as per his usual means of arriving to a scene. He doesn't seem all that surprise, much less worried, but there's a decent air of casual disappointment.
It's actually weirdly familiar. Something about Gaster, long nights, bad food. He doesn't remember, but he knows it's there. He lays a hand on the bigger blaster and looks down at his father.
"I think that's enough experimenting for the day."