[Oh thank god, Sans likes it. He really likes it, more than Jay would expect anybody would like this movie. And then Clem laughs and talks about getting a chainsaw hand--her, somebody who's fought actual zombies--and it's enough to pull a wheezy snort out of him, and then Tim--]
[Jay looks at him for a second and cocks his head in silent disbelief, crooked half-smile frozen on his face.]
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[Jay looks at him for a second and cocks his head in silent disbelief, crooked half-smile frozen on his face.]
Y'know, honestly? Same. Since school, at least.