Gaster leans over Frisk's shoulder to regard the display. His eyesockets widen, and he nudges them carefully but insistently aside. "You're quite correct, that is not correct at all. Well done!" Hastily, he bends over the keyboard to tap out new parameters.
Sans looks over just in time to see Frisk return with the reports. He frowns at them for a moment, looking equally bewildered. But then the moment passes, and he goes right back to staring up at the DT machine, waiting. Gaster, meanwhile, reaches down to pick the reports out of Frisk's hands. He shuffles through them quickly, muttering to himself.
"Yes, all still appears to be in line with our last test. Well. We're probably as ready as we'll ever be, aren't we?" He looks up at Frisk, his expression grave as a skeleton's can be. "I will need you to keep an eye on his HP levels, while the procedure is underway. A decrease is to be expected, and we have failsafes in place. But, I would appreciate as many redundancies as possible."
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Date: 2016-03-17 04:41 pm (UTC)Sans looks over just in time to see Frisk return with the reports. He frowns at them for a moment, looking equally bewildered. But then the moment passes, and he goes right back to staring up at the DT machine, waiting. Gaster, meanwhile, reaches down to pick the reports out of Frisk's hands. He shuffles through them quickly, muttering to himself.
"Yes, all still appears to be in line with our last test. Well. We're probably as ready as we'll ever be, aren't we?" He looks up at Frisk, his expression grave as a skeleton's can be. "I will need you to keep an eye on his HP levels, while the procedure is underway. A decrease is to be expected, and we have failsafes in place. But, I would appreciate as many redundancies as possible."