This is Sans, he is Gaster. He was this Gaster when he deaged--he's not simply another Gaster, fooled by false memories. This is perfectly right. And he should have done it sooner, because... Yes. Nice.
Three 'dads', too. He can't grin any wider. Eventually, he does let go, though.
[I'm going to go and see if eating more makes any difference. I'm sure you'll be able to find me if you need me.]
If that's that, he'll drift off, exchanging legs for a little more speed. Sans has to get used to it eventually ...
wrap? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
This is Sans, he is Gaster. He was this Gaster when he deaged--he's not simply another Gaster, fooled by false memories. This is perfectly right. And he should have done it sooner, because... Yes. Nice.
Three 'dads', too. He can't grin any wider. Eventually, he does let go, though.
[I'm going to go and see if eating more makes any difference. I'm sure you'll be able to find me if you need me.]
If that's that, he'll drift off, exchanging legs for a little more speed. Sans has to get used to it eventually ...