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text, shortly after the mission 6 meeting

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[Even though Sans is a lazybones with depression, Sayori knows he takes his responsibility to Papyrus too seriously to just skip a mission briefing without a really good reason. And though it doesn't make a lot of sense, when she hears what the Relic is, what the mission will be, she has to wonder if somehow he knew ahead of time.

She doesn't message him under that assumption, but she does text him as soon as the briefing lets out.]

sans?

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[...but he doesn't answer, so she tries again.]

you ok? u werent at the briefing and i know ur a lazybones but i dont think u would nap thru this

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[...and still...]

um
idk if i can help i know u dont like to talk about stuff but

done

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were friends and this is weird for u so im worried about you
so message me back if you can ok?

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[Well, Sans isn't sure how to deal with this, for several reasons. He's not just going to leave her on read, of course, but he doesn't know how to explain things.]

hey
sorry, i died temporarily
don't go in the restricted section
but i'm ok now

[That's probably not the right way.]

1/3

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2/3

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3/3

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what
how

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there was a magic-disabling item in the restricted section
i lost an arm
but it's not even my left arm so it's a pretty armless thing to lose

[JOKE???]

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[jesus CHRIST]

the whole arm???

[nailed it.]

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nah
just from the wrist down
just the hand

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well

[She has no idea what to say to this. Sans gets so uncomfortable when she's emotional so she can't handle this the same way she'd handle Alex, and there's an element of disbelief that something like this even could happen to Sans, even though she saw him in the infirmary after Lyrabar. She feels vaguely sick to her stomach, and she's not sure if it's upset over what happened to Sans or dread for the idea of telling him what he missed.]

if you ever need a hand let me know

[NAILED IT!!!]

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i'm thinking about grabbing one of those plastic ones from the halloween decorations
but i'll keep you updated

[Now, the other part of this...]

lucretia updated me on the mission info after she fixed me up
so i'm up to date

[Bonus info: Lucretia, not Dr. Tank, fixed Sans.]

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[Something about that statement sounds weird but it's not something that Sayori will think about until she mentally reviews this conversation later. The anxious buzz of her worry is too consuming.]

ok

yeah its

[Pause.]

pretty messed up

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yeah
gotta say, i've had better days

[There's more Sans could say, of course, but he's reluctant.]

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[Normally this is where she'd offer to talk in person, because this doesn't feel like a conversation that should be had over text. But it's Sans, and this is...unprecedentedly bad for him, as far as she knows.]

i can come hang out if u want

[Probably easiest to just ask.]

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[Sans is pretty sure she wants to. He doesn't know how he feels about it.]

sure
your place or mine?

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ive got two roommates rn so maybe urs?

[She loves Natsuki and Honoka to death but the chances of privacy are automatically halved...]

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you picking up extras now?
my place is fine, my roommate's out right now

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yea natsukis staying with me and honoka for a while since she feels kinda weird about her roommate

[The "teenaged girl and adult man" roommate assignments strike again.]

but ok ill see u there soon

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someone's really gotta look into whoever's coming up with those assignments

[Sans waits around for Sayori to show up. He throws some snacks on the coffee table by the couch, and after some consideration, grabs some drinks, too. Once Sayori actually knocks on the door, Sans ambles very deliberately over to answer it. He's trying to act normal, here.]

'Sup.

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[hxppythxughts]

[Sayori does her very best to manage a smile. But given how worried she is, her very best is not at its best, and even though her mouth makes the shape, it doesn't really look like a smile, and she rolls her shoulders in a shrug.] Oh, y'know.

['Sup indeed.]

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[Sans recognizes that kind of expression, but he doesn't address it directly. Instead, he steps back to let her in.]

I've got snacks. Everything's better with food, right?

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[Well, the not-smile gets a shade closer to a genuine smile when he says that. He's not wrong!] Yeah, you're right.

[She ambles on in and utterly fails to not peer around from sheer force of nosiness while she's in here.] You have cookies, right?

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Yup. [The living room area is cleaner than Sayori might expect unless she's aware that Maya stops by semi-regularly to clean. There's a computer sitting off in a corner on a table--Sans got it from Vista Virs, but it probably looks kind of out of place. The couch looks pretty well-loved by now, considering Sans slept on it all the time when Honoka was his roommate and in general enjoys a good couch nap.

For now, he just sits on it.] Got chips too. And soda. [Does Sans even eat anything healthy?]