Watching Sans sufficiently flounder, even for a fraction, considerably brightens Bill's mood. For a moment there, he was starting to feel as if he wasn't in total control. This was a space not entirely of his creation. Could it be the red room was trying to manifest not just Sans but his OWN emotional turmoil?
PFFFT. YEAH RIGHT!! As if Bill even understood the concept of regret enough to be affected by this sad spell's tendencies for self reflection! Pathetic.
Bill's eye looks down- up? to Sans from where he is standing, still impassively failing at washing the dishware.
"YEAH, you'd think having a FIRE MONSTER for a BARTENDER and all that ARSON his HEAD would be causing woulda taken care of that problem."
He reaches for San's unfinished ketchup bottle. Hmmm, to drop it or not to drop it?
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PFFFT. YEAH RIGHT!! As if Bill even understood the concept of regret enough to be affected by this sad spell's tendencies for self reflection! Pathetic.
Bill's eye looks down- up? to Sans from where he is standing, still impassively failing at washing the dishware.
"YEAH, you'd think having a FIRE MONSTER for a BARTENDER and all that ARSON his HEAD would be causing woulda taken care of that problem."
He reaches for San's unfinished ketchup bottle. Hmmm, to drop it or not to drop it?