Hesitation. Then they mirror his steps, getting closer. They're fidgeting. They're thinking, or trying to. It's tough.
"Sorry," they say, even if they sound like they're not completely sure if they are. They should be, Sans seems upset. But they are too. They aren't sure how to fix those things.
"Don't...know. Just--why were you...that mad?" Maybe he wasn't really, but S-4 talking to Sans-Serif about him being mad is the best word their mind can grasp right now. "Why did you say that? To him? Like that?"
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Date: 2016-02-01 01:19 am (UTC)"Sorry," they say, even if they sound like they're not completely sure if they are. They should be, Sans seems upset. But they are too. They aren't sure how to fix those things.
"Don't...know. Just--why were you...that mad?" Maybe he wasn't really, but S-4 talking to Sans-Serif about him being mad is the best word their mind can grasp right now. "Why did you say that? To him? Like that?"