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[spaghettimonster]

That's... That's not a feeling, that's basic facts! [He exaggerates the self-praise of it, the better to steer this whole thing towards a more comfortable banter. Sans's response wasn't promising, Papyrus can't be the sole source of stability in Sans's life... But the important things are that Sans knows Papyrus is concerned, and has his back.

...Except. Then some kid starts crying, clutching at a scraped knee. And Sans... doesn't compulsively teleport to the kid's side, or even twitch in her direction. It's something of a relief to see, given some of the serious injuries Sans has healed without consideration for his own well-being. Which makes it too normal, too. Papyrus stares vaguely towards the kid, in a way that lets him keep monitoring Sans's expression at the periphery of his vision.]

[ribticklers]

Then I've still got my basic facts down. [Joking is easier, but actually having basic facts down is something they also have to worry about here. If Sans is getting that kind of thing wrong, though, he'll definitely have to wait for Papyrus or somebody else to point it out.

When Papyrus's focus shifts a little, Sans's shifts as well, if only to see what Papyrus is looking at. Oh, that kid. He saw her fall down--hard to miss, with all his eyes--but it doesn't register at all. Doesn't matter. He doesn't care. He turns his attention fully back to Papyrus without even looking a little sympathetic toward the kid.]

I still talk to Maka. Jemma's kinda busy right now with the farm stuff, but I'd go hang out if she wasn't.

[There's that's two non-Papyrus people. (People he knew before his soul got damaged.)]

Papyrus: connecting dots, but not quite the right ones

[spaghettimonster]

[Those are for sure two more names than just one, which is at least 200% more reassuring. So it's not just that Sans has been sent emotionally back to the underground, exactly. But he's still barely acknowledging the existence of the still-crying kid, which is...

...Actually, in hindsight, it's not like Sans didn't admit to wariness about humans these days. They've got that butt plant around for a number of reasons, the humor just part of it. Maybe the kid being a human kid is too close to... home. As it were.]

Well! If they say you're being weird, listen to what they've got to say. And maybe tell me too. [Not that either knows Sans as well as he does, but Maka's a research work friend, and Jemma's a fellow family-focused monster. Two good starts for touching base.]

it's some dots, it's fine

[ribticklers]

I'll keep you updated. [Or he'll try to, as long as it's not something he doesn't want to talk about or something he doesn't realize is even happening.] Maka's gettin' real into researching what's left of those eye flowers, though, so maybe I should be keepin' an eye on her for weirdness.

[As if Sans isn't weird about the symbols. But Sans really doesn't like those dead flowers, doesn't want anything more to do with them, and so they stand out.]

[spaghettimonster]

I guess somebody has to study them. Too bad I burned all I found!

[Maybe he shouldn't be proudly announcing having been burning things, as a monster standing in the middle of a plaza that's probably recently seen fire itself. But the words are out there, and he can't just control+Z it.

Still, this has gone better than he expected. Sans seems willing to listen to further worries, and... there's a few maybe explanations for what's up. He should probably refine the tracker's observation parameters for alerting him to major changes, though, shouldn't he...? Not that he can just borrow the phone to do it. Maybe if he disguises it as a required update overnight, Sans won't notice the data usage...

The fact that he hasn't admitted to it, or felt any strong inclination to do so, let alone gotten rid of it... doesn't really occur to him.]

[ribticklers]

Nah, I think you had the right idea. [Sans never wants to see them again. Which does make talking to Maka unfortunate sometimes. It seems like Papyrus has finished up his weirdness check, so...] So, are you still getting pizza?

[Funny how that turned from "you should get pizza" to "you are getting pizza".]

[spaghettimonster]

[Funny how that works. He isn't done done, but pushing Sans to talk when he visibly doesn't want to... Sometimes these small pushes, and observing the fallout, is more successful and useful than pushing everything at once. So he takes the subject change in stride, with an indulgent eye roll.]

Yeah, yeah. What toppings do you want on the pieces you're stealing?

[ribticklers]

Pepperoni and extra cheese and sausages. [What's a vegetable?]

[spaghettimonster]

I thought this was a healthy pizza?? [Why are all of these the greasiest things on the menu, play along with the cover story Sans, sheesh. It's even more Classic Sans behavior, which... is at least more reassuring to hear than weirder Sans stuff.

Papyrus may end up throwing a piece of broccoli at his skull later, though.]

[ribticklers]

Okay, no sausage. [This is compromise. Sans is clearly happy to put the whole weirdness conversation behind him and act like nothing has happened today.]