Neil doesn't mind waiting for Sans to finish what he's doing. He knows how annoying it can be to experience interruptions in the middle of work, and as much as he loves pestering Eva and Robert with pointless questions when he's in the office, he knows to lay off when they're actually going to do something besides wading through the mountains of client files they've accumulated over the years. He just waits, and lifts a sleeve up to cover his nose from the disturbing smell.
The comment gets a snort from the scientist, who just slides the ketchup bottle onto the counter and offers a shrug.
"Nah. I mean, I do prefer cooking in groups, and there wasn't the usual supply of half-squished tomatoes I had back home, but I needed something to keep me preoccupied, so I managed."
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Date: 2016-02-20 06:36 pm (UTC)The comment gets a snort from the scientist, who just slides the ketchup bottle onto the counter and offers a shrug.
"Nah. I mean, I do prefer cooking in groups, and there wasn't the usual supply of half-squished tomatoes I had back home, but I needed something to keep me preoccupied, so I managed."