[Sans had almost forgotten they were even in a tree. He sees it now, underneath the flickering memories.]
If I said it would be hard to find one worse, that'd probably be bad luck. [Jokes, as ever, remain his defense mechanism. But it's something, it's some attempt to push back.
There are creatures here. He realizes it all at once. Creatures attacking. Time stammers, and they get closer and farther and closer.]
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If I said it would be hard to find one worse, that'd probably be bad luck. [Jokes, as ever, remain his defense mechanism. But it's something, it's some attempt to push back.
There are creatures here. He realizes it all at once. Creatures attacking. Time stammers, and they get closer and farther and closer.]