{Haru knows he would have told her to back off already if he really didn't want her concern or her in his space. He doesn't have a problem telling it like it is, even if he uses puns to do it a lot of the time.

It worries her even more that he's hesitating to pick a direction, to let her help or to send her away.}

Sans--I don't care how complicated it is. You're my bandmate, sure, but more importantly, you're my friend. I don't have many of those, so I can do whatever you need me to do for you, okay?

{She takes a deep breath and gingerly touches her fingers to the bloody edge of his hoodie sleeve.}

Give me the chance to decide if it's my thing or not.