Sans scampers off of Tim's hands as soon as the floor is within range. Then he settles into a weird loaf position. Just gotta...take a sec to enjoy solid ground.

"sorry for what? i might've just become a little furry pancake if not for you. man. if it's not one thing, it's another thing around here."

He pauses, fighting off the urge to start licking his paws. Why would he want to lick his paws? That's dumb. Being an animal is dumb.

"i'm...sorry, by the way. about last event, with the shadows. and for being so pushy lately."