After the silence has stretched on for a moment, Sans lifts his head, curiosity overcoming exhaustion for a moment. He does so just in time to see the bug flutter off of Grune's finger and out the door, into the late afternoon air.
He smiles just a bit, despite himself. "one of these days, i've really gotta ask you what home was like." He doesn't think he ever has.
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Date: 2016-04-09 05:33 pm (UTC)He smiles just a bit, despite himself. "one of these days, i've really gotta ask you what home was like." He doesn't think he ever has.