[Their eyes shutter-click back to brown and they reach up to grip fistfuls of their hair, yanking on it to keep them...to keep them here. He's not supposed to be here. He's not a shopkeeper they recognize. Gerson or...or any of the other options available to them.
Something like a scream rips out of them, just for a moment.
They end up behind him with a flare of static and the digital screech of a tape caught on rewind, like one of Sans's shortcuts, only horribly - horribly wrong.]
That's...what it's...about.
01777: You want to go bac^1k&to the worl^2d&you destroyed./ 01778: It was you who pushed&everythin^1g to its edge./ 01779: It was you who led the worl^1d&to its destruction./ 01780: But you cannot accept it./
no subject
[Their eyes shutter-click back to brown and they reach up to grip fistfuls of their hair, yanking on it to keep them...to keep them here. He's not supposed to be here. He's not a shopkeeper they recognize. Gerson or...or any of the other options available to them.
Something like a scream rips out of them, just for a moment.
They end up behind him with a flare of static and the digital screech of a tape caught on rewind, like one of Sans's shortcuts, only horribly - horribly wrong.]
That's...what it's...about.
01777: You want to go bac^1k&to the worl^2d&you destroyed./
01778: It was you who pushed&everythin^1g to its edge./
01779: It was you who led the worl^1d&to its destruction./
01780: But you cannot accept it./