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[realbadtime]

... huh.

[Yeah that sure... was a graveyard. How spooky. He'd spend time standing here, pondering the semi-permanence of the corpses under his feet but he... well.

There was a lot of stuff for him to process that... Sans really didn't want to put all that energy into. It was confusing, yes. It was scary, yes. Somewhere, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep down, there was a sense of intense discomfort. Not being where he ought to be, questioning if this was actually the surface he'd found, why just him, was there anyone left-

But that was under far too many layers of caked on, cemented and wrought iron apathy that... he just sat down next to a massive headstone, rested back against it... and fell the fuck asleep.

Whatever.

Maybe he'll just stay here forever.

Who cares?]

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aw yeah it's been a while since a fresh ut face showed up

[dustless]

[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.]

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[realbadtime]

[Well... yes. Yes, Sans would ignore that. Bones everywhere? People look spooky?

... k.

He shifted and opened a socket, staring at the werechild. The voice didn't actually ring any bells... As far as he knew, Frisk didn't talk! The shape though, werewolf or not, that was awfully familiar.

He'd ponder it in a moment]

anything is a bed if you try.

[dustless]

[Fortunately, they're not a werewolf now. They're just a somewhat-ragged-looking human child so far--it'll be about an hour (or a terrible rush of emotion) before they really change.

They hum.]

No, 's just a place to lay down. You're not even doing that.

It's not real comfy here. Should maybe find a real bed.