[When Toriel spots Sans along the way, there is really only one thing that comes to mind.]
Oh, fuck.
[Now, normally she'd only say that internally, and show a little tact. But as she learned last time, that isn't an option, and she just... preemptively has her face in her hands, just resigned to the disaster that this will surely be.]
Please, no. I do not want to go through this again. I hate this event.
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Oh, fuck.
[Now, normally she'd only say that internally, and show a little tact. But as she learned last time, that isn't an option, and she just... preemptively has her face in her hands, just resigned to the disaster that this will surely be.]
Please, no. I do not want to go through this again. I hate this event.