Sans doesn't say anything for a moment. Doesn't react very much at all. He stares absently ahead and contemplates maybe getting the fuck out as he slips lower and lower until he's pretty much halfway on the floor at this point. Still keeping himself upright in a position so desultory it don't even really count as standing.]
Yeah? [he says, his tone no less neutral or cheerful than is typical for him.] And how'd that go?
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Ah.
Sans doesn't say anything for a moment. Doesn't react very much at all. He stares absently ahead and contemplates maybe getting the fuck out as he slips lower and lower until he's pretty much halfway on the floor at this point. Still keeping himself upright in a position so desultory it don't even really count as standing.]
Yeah? [he says, his tone no less neutral or cheerful than is typical for him.] And how'd that go?