"your sans doesn't let you hug him?" He laughs, pulling away just enough to give Frisk's hair a good ruffle. "wow, is he missing out. you give pretty great hugs, kid."
They don't give the best hugs. That honor is reserved for Papyrus, especially since skeletons are really only soft and cuddly to other skeletons. But Frisk isn't any slouch, either.
And he knows they're not saying that the Sans from their time is bad, not least because Frisk would never say that. It's just a reminder that, since coming here, he himself has had the chance to live and be more than the pile of dust and blood that he was left as back home. A reminder that should be obvious, perhaps. But sometimes it's easy for the soul and the rational mind to get out of step, especially when the mind is as sharp as Sans' and the soul is as weak. So an obvious reminder can be even more appreciated.
He smiles for real here more than he has in a long, long while. He's had its moments of remembering that it's pretty great to be alive - the lake and the hot dogs and this party right now. That much wasn't a lie.
"i'll follow your lead from here on out, okay? you can hold me to that."
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tears up a lot and hey, because i love me some tragic foreshadowing...
Date: 2016-02-01 03:47 pm (UTC)They don't give the best hugs. That honor is reserved for Papyrus, especially since skeletons are really only soft and cuddly to other skeletons. But Frisk isn't any slouch, either.
And he knows they're not saying that the Sans from their time is bad, not least because Frisk would never say that. It's just a reminder that, since coming here, he himself has had the chance to live and be more than the pile of dust and blood that he was left as back home. A reminder that should be obvious, perhaps. But sometimes it's easy for the soul and the rational mind to get out of step, especially when the mind is as sharp as Sans' and the soul is as weak. So an obvious reminder can be even more appreciated.
He smiles for real here more than he has in a long, long while. He's had its moments of remembering that it's pretty great to be alive - the lake and the hot dogs and this party right now. That much wasn't a lie.
"i'll follow your lead from here on out, okay? you can hold me to that."