Who knows with humans, right? These bodies are pretty tough. [Sans's vague agreement is very distracted, his face dropping expression entirely as he examines the incisions. The exhaustion and tension in Sans becomes immediately more obvious, but there's an unusually serious focus there too as Sans works through the problem of how to best handle wrapping this up. He's read a bit of human first aid by now, but "rib removal by rogue surgeon" wasn't covered, so he has to extrapolate a bit.
Okay. Sans actually pauses to wash his hands, and this attention to cleanliness may be the truest proof that he's taking this seriously.]
Lemme know if I'm hurtin' you, okay? [The chances of it actually being more painful than necessary are slim, though. Sans floats the gauze around Papyrus's back with his magic and wraps it by hand from the front--that way, maybe Papyrus won't see the uncharacteristic wobble that betrays his drained magic reserves.]
getting ratio'd in the worst possible way
Okay. Sans actually pauses to wash his hands, and this attention to cleanliness may be the truest proof that he's taking this seriously.]
Lemme know if I'm hurtin' you, okay? [The chances of it actually being more painful than necessary are slim, though. Sans floats the gauze around Papyrus's back with his magic and wraps it by hand from the front--that way, maybe Papyrus won't see the uncharacteristic wobble that betrays his drained magic reserves.]