"yeah, i know where it is. i don't think it moves around for me very much." Nowhere in the castle really seems determined to evade him. "or for the other me. he said something about us being on the same 'wavelength'. so maybe if you're with me, we can find it."
He straightens up, dusts himself off, and half-moves as though to reach for Duchess' hand before he remembers himself. Ah.
What must it be like, to not be able to hold anyone's hand? Cats are so unfortunate.
Either way, he turns away and motions for the two of them to follow, though his steps falter a moment at Duchess' question. Sans-Serif has gained just enough social awareness to understand that most people find it uncomfortable and sad when he talks too much about himself. He doesn't want to make Duchess sad when she only just got here, when she already misses her family.
"well, uh...frisk and i come from the same place. except i'm from in the past. and i lived in the underground, but they fell down from the human world."
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He straightens up, dusts himself off, and half-moves as though to reach for Duchess' hand before he remembers himself. Ah.
What must it be like, to not be able to hold anyone's hand? Cats are so unfortunate.
Either way, he turns away and motions for the two of them to follow, though his steps falter a moment at Duchess' question. Sans-Serif has gained just enough social awareness to understand that most people find it uncomfortable and sad when he talks too much about himself. He doesn't want to make Duchess sad when she only just got here, when she already misses her family.
"well, uh...frisk and i come from the same place. except i'm from in the past. and i lived in the underground, but they fell down from the human world."