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[Sans turns off his own bracer and lists off a few more things:] It's a catalyst. Good at clinging to ghosts. It's in the bracer chasers.

[unrecovered]

[So he's up on his research. Good.]

And it's usually found in small amounts.

[He pulls his chunk of aluminadium out of his pocket and puts it on the table between them.]

Usually.

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[Sans whistles lowly. It's unclear how he does that.] Where'd you find this?

[unrecovered]

[It helps if you chalk it up to "weird monster shit" and move on.]

On Maru, in a chest at the bottom of the lake, which means it could've come from anywhere.

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You've been hanging onto it a while, huh? [No judgment there. Sans spins the metal around on the table.] You know Miss Zarves would know more about it than me. [And he knows Wash would know that, so he's assuming Wash didn't go to her on purpose.]

[unrecovered]

[It's always gonna come back to her, isn't it.]

Yeah, that's what Leon said too.

[Which says a thing or two about Wash's information-gathering preferences.]

Look, I don't trust her, and I don't particularly like her.

But I do trust you.

[Sans might be able to see where this is going.]

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[Is Sans ever going to know how to react to people trusting him? Probably not. Still, it means something to him. He keeps his eyes locked on the aluminadium.]

I can look into it. Might have to go to her, though. Lucretia gets mad if I skip out on missions to hang out in the library. [What he's saying is he doesn't have as much time to do research as he would prefer and, of course, Miss Zarves has a several year head start on him when it comes to aluminadium.]

[unrecovered]

[Wash picks up the metal and puts it back down directly in front of Sans.]

If that's what you think you need to do, I trust your judgment. Just keep me updated if either of you find anything or figure out what to use it in.

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[Sans picks it up carefully.] I'll let you know. I'll even try not to do it over the bracers.

[unrecovered]

Thanks.

[And then, because he might as well:]

Honestly, I only turned them off because I didn't want her to hear me talking about not liking her. [He shrugs.] If you're not trying to keep secrets from her, you might as well share it over the bracers if it's easier.

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I'll see how things go. [Sans does prefer doing things on his own, so he'll at least give figuring it out by himself a shot before he asks for Miss Zarves's assistance.] You never know, maybe it'll be easy.

[Sans is sure it won't be easy.]

[unrecovered]

[That gets a bit of a smirk in reply.]

Because everything around here is easy, right?

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If it's easy, I'll warn you, 'cause whatever step two is, it'll probably explode or somethin'. [Nothing is ever easy.]

[unrecovered]

Yeah, that's why I gave it to you.

[That is not in any capacity why Wash gave it to him, but the joke is too good to pass up.]

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If it blows me up, I'm haunting you until I get brought back. [In a few days this won't be as funny, probably.]