[They were considering whether or not the graveyard would be a reasonable enough place to stay after sunset--it's closed off enough that they could probably lock themselves in, giving their werewolf-body space to run and bones to gnaw, enough fog to hide, enough empty creepiness that most people would avoid. Especially this month, with half the residents' bodies warping and making everybody freaked out and stressed.
...Leave it to Sans to ignore that part.
They speak, chiding and ever-quiet:]
That's not a bed.
[Frisk leans against a headstone across the way, gently nudging a tiny ribcage away with their bare toes. Don't want to step on it and hurt themselves for no reason.]
aw yeah it's been a while since a fresh ut face showed up
Date: 2017-10-29 06:35 am (UTC)...Leave it to Sans to ignore that part.
They speak, chiding and ever-quiet:]
That's not a bed.
[Frisk leans against a headstone across the way, gently nudging a tiny ribcage away with their bare toes. Don't want to step on it and hurt themselves for no reason.]