[Sans hasn't been thinking too much about the actual practicality of this apple maze--of course not--but he wouldn't want Papyrus waiting outside either. And that's a little concerning, because normally their opinions on approaching potential danger don't match up like that. Sans can finally see his house--if someone did show up tonight, what could Sans even do? He's used up almost all of his magic reserves. He doesn't have a real good blue magic toss left in him, he's sure. Not without knocking himself out.]
Hey, you're great at puzzles, they won't get through the apple maze to begin with. [Ultimately worthless platitudes, but Sans can't offer anything concrete. They don't know who it was.]
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Hey, you're great at puzzles, they won't get through the apple maze to begin with. [Ultimately worthless platitudes, but Sans can't offer anything concrete. They don't know who it was.]