[At least it's not a terribly long walk to the ruins from the lab. There are plenty of overgrown places to settle in.
The motion of him pulling out the phone catches her attention, and she finally looks over to regard...the phone?? With some confusion???] Yes...? Are you gonna email it to me?
[Sans chuckles as he opens up the dimensional box connected to his phone. It looks a little bit like he's just sticking his hand into a hole in space. But he pulls out some of those permanently warm cookies!]
If I ever figure out how to email snacks, you'll be my first customer. But this is good enough for now, yeah?
[He pulls the cookies out of seemingly nowhere and Sayori's face lights up with amazement.
She has a Bag of Holding, and yet this feat of magic is awe-inspiring to behold. Incredible.] Yes! That's perfect!!
[She happily takes a cookie. Or two. Or three? She takes however many she is given. This is a good distraction while they make their way back to the foot-shaped island.]
[She can take as many as her hands can hold.] It's my phone from home. Came with a dimensional box. [A standard feature. He's going to grab some cookies too and toss the container back into said box.] You can get all sorts of weird stuff out of that vending machine.
Wow, really? [Is that how people have been getting dogs?
...can a dog come out of a vending machine...?
She wonders that while she eats her first cookie. Which happens very quickly, because she's Sayori and she's disgusting. The second cookie brings a much sadder thought, though, because then she starts thinking about sharing cookies with friends back home. And then she starts thinking about home. And then:] I don't think it'd have much to give me from my home.
[She says that in a very matter-of-fact way, like it hasn't totally sunken in because she's never thought about it before.]
[The memories float to attention in his head like they hadn't gone and taken a break for two months. Sayori's world wasn't fully complete, so it would stand to reason she wouldn't have a ton of things that weren't relevant to her game.] Actually, with your track record, you'd probably get another bow. Maybe some arrows.
[She blinks down at Sans in surprise through cheeks stuffed full with cookie, because if she is eating enough cookie then she can't accidentally say something else super depressing.
And then she laughs. With her mouth full. Disgusting. She swallows just enough to speak.] You think so? I hope they do something cool!
[Sans leans in as if he's about to say something very important and secret.] You didn't hear this from me, but I was talkin' to my bro about making some bow sunglasses. They'd go with all your weapons.
Edited (I forgot to finish my thought I was just so excited about bow sunglasses) 2020-10-21 03:13 (UTC)
Don't worry, I'll get you a discount. [WINK. This is really dumb, but Sayori seems to have been distracted at least for the moment, so mission accomplished.] It'll go with all that merch you've got.
[She's very easily distracted. Nature, or coping mechanism? Tough to say.
She goes to clap and then remembers she's still holding a bunch of cookies. So now she has crumbs on both hands, but that's fine; she just clenches her empty hand into an excited fist.] You're the best!! If you want to sell pairs that have my autograph, I can sign them for you!
[In exchange for this discount. Which, wasn't she blackmailing him for discounts just a minute ago? She's already forgotten.]
We'll be swimming in G in no time. [Do they even need cash at this point... Sans spots a bench, and immediately drops onto it like he's walked a hundred miles from KV's lab. He stares up into the sky. The stars are starting to come out--but of course they're different stars from yesterday, and sooner or later tonight these will change, too.] Been a long day, huh?
[There's absolutely no way that either of them need money at this point.
She flops down onto the bench even more dramatically, probably on account of being taller and having actual flesh to flop around. She stares up at the sky too, because her head is resting entirely reclined over the backrest of the bench and she's facing straight up.] Yeah.
[A pause. Her eyes are wide and contemplative as she considers the stars, and she's not grinning anymore.] ...I've known almost this whole time. One of the first things I remembered was that my world wasn't real.
That's a lot to deal with right off the bat. [Sans still can't remember the details of his world.] Probably makes you the expert on helping everyone here out. [All the Baislans who will have to be sorted out once they stop the world from being eaten.]
[She does laugh now, but it's humorless.] I couldn't remember why or how I knew, or anything else about my world, so— that's all I had.
[She kicks one of her feet idly, scuffing her heel against the ground.] ...I still think they deserve to know the truth, but... I— I dunno.
[Thinking about the revelation that awaits all the Baislans because of something she did, of essentially having to be the messenger of such a horrible paradigm shift in their perception of their reality, it feels sick in a very familiar way. She didn't want to have to do to anyone else what she did to Yuri and Natsuki.
She finishes lamely:] It feels bad. I don't know if I'll be much help.
There's tons of people who'd be worse at it than you. [Sans is sure he'd be terrible at it. He can't imagine even trying to do something to begin with, he just knows it's the kind of thing Sayori would want to do. Tracing back those feelings, he gets lost in the memory fog again. Things he can't remember.] But it ain't like you have to do everything all at once. ...Or at all, but you're not gonna just walk away, huh?
[Wonderland... It's weird--Sans remembers almost all of that now. It was certainly memorable. But he doesn't remember--what he saw. The memories that got him so worked up. And while maybe right now wouldn't be the best time to take the worst trip down memory lane, he still wants those memories back. Those are his.]
Yeah, I guess I did, huh? [He winks at her.] See, I was right. [This is the kind of person Sayori is.] If it were me, I'd wait for someone else to deal with it.
[The corner of her mouth moves into a shape sort of like a smile as he winks, but it's not quite there. A doubtful noise leaves her in response. To both of his claims, about her character and his too, but that's not entirely clear.
She only halfway elaborates.] I dunno. You say that, but you've helped me a lot. Even when you didn't remember who I was.
[Sans supposes he can't exactly say she's wrong. He did help her with her journals. He doesn't know if he'd say he's helped her a lot, overall, but he's pretty sure Sayori would insist if he argued.] Maybe I've gotten a little better about that kind of stuff.
[Something clicks then. The dissertation on technomancy she'd found at the Roswell Center, the one she'd put her name in. Sans's knowledge of how to help with KV's request.]
You wrote that big book about technomancy, didn't you?
[Sans scratches at the back of his skull.] I don't know if I'd call it a book... [That's semantics, though.] Figured you might be able to use it for somethin'. [For Yuri, specifically.] Don't go tellin' everyone I did that, though, or they're really gonna get weird ideas about me.
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The motion of him pulling out the phone catches her attention, and she finally looks over to regard...the phone?? With some confusion???] Yes...? Are you gonna email it to me?
[A gasp.] Hey, that'd be snackmail too!
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If I ever figure out how to email snacks, you'll be my first customer. But this is good enough for now, yeah?
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She has a Bag of Holding, and yet this feat of magic is awe-inspiring to behold. Incredible.] Yes! That's perfect!!
[She happily takes a cookie. Or two. Or three? She takes however many she is given. This is a good distraction while they make their way back to the foot-shaped island.]
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...can a dog come out of a vending machine...?
She wonders that while she eats her first cookie. Which happens very quickly, because she's Sayori and she's disgusting. The second cookie brings a much sadder thought, though, because then she starts thinking about sharing cookies with friends back home. And then she starts thinking about home. And then:] I don't think it'd have much to give me from my home.
[She says that in a very matter-of-fact way, like it hasn't totally sunken in because she's never thought about it before.]
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And then she laughs. With her mouth full. Disgusting. She swallows just enough to speak.] You think so? I hope they do something cool!
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There's an immediate gasp of amazement in response to this super secret plan.] Whaaat?
[Oh, that was loud. That's not secretive!
She whisper-yells the next part.] That's incredible! If you guys make them you have to sell me the first pair!!
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She goes to clap and then remembers she's still holding a bunch of cookies. So now she has crumbs on both hands, but that's fine; she just clenches her empty hand into an excited fist.] You're the best!! If you want to sell pairs that have my autograph, I can sign them for you!
[In exchange for this discount. Which, wasn't she blackmailing him for discounts just a minute ago? She's already forgotten.]
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She flops down onto the bench even more dramatically, probably on account of being taller and having actual flesh to flop around. She stares up at the sky too, because her head is resting entirely reclined over the backrest of the bench and she's facing straight up.] Yeah.
[A pause. Her eyes are wide and contemplative as she considers the stars, and she's not grinning anymore.] ...I've known almost this whole time. One of the first things I remembered was that my world wasn't real.
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[She kicks one of her feet idly, scuffing her heel against the ground.] ...I still think they deserve to know the truth, but... I— I dunno.
[Thinking about the revelation that awaits all the Baislans because of something she did, of essentially having to be the messenger of such a horrible paradigm shift in their perception of their reality, it feels sick in a very familiar way. She didn't want to have to do to anyone else what she did to Yuri and Natsuki.
She finishes lamely:] It feels bad. I don't know if I'll be much help.
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Yeah, that's just the kind of person you are, huh?
Without thinking:] You said something like that to me before. When I...
[Her eyebrows furrow as she reaches for the rest of the memory. The moments before and after.] ...when I helped you in Wonderland.
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Yeah, I guess I did, huh? [He winks at her.] See, I was right. [This is the kind of person Sayori is.] If it were me, I'd wait for someone else to deal with it.
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She only halfway elaborates.] I dunno. You say that, but you've helped me a lot. Even when you didn't remember who I was.
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[Only a little, though.]
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You wrote that big book about technomancy, didn't you?
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