"it's okay to not know what you want. that's...that's just a part of life. a part of being free. and...it's okay to want to be friends. it's okay to just want friends. friends are great. and you're great."
And he doesn't think it's silly, for S-4 to want friends even when life has already been so cruel to him. Sans thinks it's cool. Sans thinks it's wonderful. He wants so much to be friends with S-4, and he's so, so grateful to have not lost his chance.
Sans is still worried. But now that he's actually here in his brother's company, it's easier to take a deep breath. To remind himself to start small. To just try and remember how to simply be with someone he cares about again, and that his company can be enough.
"cool. but seriously, give me a nudge if you hit one of harder words, okay? sleep is still likely to be kind of a work in process for me, for a while. you won't be interrupting anything important."
With that reassurance offered, Sans moves to fold his arms on the armrest of the couch, the better to lay his head down on them and close his eyes. Though he doesn't quite manage this without a wince, as his bandaged arm twinges at the slightly-too-sudden movement.
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Date: 2016-03-11 07:13 am (UTC)And he doesn't think it's silly, for S-4 to want friends even when life has already been so cruel to him. Sans thinks it's cool. Sans thinks it's wonderful. He wants so much to be friends with S-4, and he's so, so grateful to have not lost his chance.
Sans is still worried. But now that he's actually here in his brother's company, it's easier to take a deep breath. To remind himself to start small. To just try and remember how to simply be with someone he cares about again, and that his company can be enough.
"cool. but seriously, give me a nudge if you hit one of harder words, okay? sleep is still likely to be kind of a work in process for me, for a while. you won't be interrupting anything important."
With that reassurance offered, Sans moves to fold his arms on the armrest of the couch, the better to lay his head down on them and close his eyes. Though he doesn't quite manage this without a wince, as his bandaged arm twinges at the slightly-too-sudden movement.