"doesn't matter." He lifts one shoulder in a doleful shrug. Reluctantly, he releases his grip on her, but even that's just for the sake of properly taking her hand in his. Her hands are still much different than S-4's or Sans', still fit strangely in his. But he's getting used to it. It's not so bad.
"even 'sans-serif' is, is really just a nickname. my full name is 'anti-temporal interference unit', but everyone got tired of saying it when they just wanted me to go somewhere. and that would have made s-4's real name even longer."
The smile he wears is a shy and fragile thing, as he reaches down to tug at a spare thread along the hem of his plain green shirt. "i kind of like 's2'. that way, me and s-4 match. but, um...'pen vuin' is okay. or, um, 'hên vell'. they sound nice. i guess i just...am i really dear to you?"
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Date: 2016-02-18 07:56 pm (UTC)"even 'sans-serif' is, is really just a nickname. my full name is 'anti-temporal interference unit', but everyone got tired of saying it when they just wanted me to go somewhere. and that would have made s-4's real name even longer."
The smile he wears is a shy and fragile thing, as he reaches down to tug at a spare thread along the hem of his plain green shirt. "i kind of like 's2'. that way, me and s-4 match. but, um...'pen vuin' is okay. or, um, 'hên vell'. they sound nice. i guess i just...am i really dear to you?"