[Mettaton's Shadow gives Sans a pointed look and Sans, just as pointedly, looks away. He doesn't have any energy left to be embarrassed, but that doesn't mean he has to acknowledge what the Shadow is saying.]
[And then it's over. The Shadow disappears. Sans lets out a shaky sigh.]
yeah, yeah. been there, done that. you can ask ford for the gritty details. and yeah. we'll never speak 'f this again.
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[And then it's over. The Shadow disappears. Sans lets out a shaky sigh.]
yeah, yeah. been there, done that. you can ask ford for the gritty details. and yeah. we'll never speak 'f this again.
meantime, though, i think i'm gonna...
[And he promptly tips over and passes out.]