Sans moves like one asleep...or one greatly wounded. She tries not to think of this, but it is long before Sans reaches where he means to go. That is a long time not to think of something.
When she at last finds where he goes, she lets him shut the door and waits until she hears him move away. When she does, she waits a moment longer, then creeps forward and slowly, nigh silently, opens the door a sliver to peer inside.
She does not know what to think of this room. She does not understand much of what is within it. Maybe, if she watches Sans for a time, she will learn what it is he does inside.
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Date: 2016-02-21 09:33 pm (UTC)When she at last finds where he goes, she lets him shut the door and waits until she hears him move away. When she does, she waits a moment longer, then creeps forward and slowly, nigh silently, opens the door a sliver to peer inside.
She does not know what to think of this room. She does not understand much of what is within it. Maybe, if she watches Sans for a time, she will learn what it is he does inside.