There's only one purpose all this could be for. All he'd known was the word--seeing it was a different terror altogether.
"Sans--is he--?!" Greg sucks in a breath. How do hou check if a skeleton is alive?
His mouth is dry as he checks around the room. His eyes fall on those crystals, and the urge to smash them rises up inside him. It takes considerable effort to instead focus instead on the rest; he needs to get all this off of Sans, before he does anything that could potentially hurt him further.
"Okay. Oookay I'm gonna--I'm gonna get you out of there, pal, I--I just need a sec to... to think..."
Greg's eyes squeeze shut, breath straining to stay even. He has to calm down. He needs a song, he won't be able to think clearly enough to make this work otherwise.
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Oh god.
There's only one purpose all this could be for. All he'd known was the word--seeing it was a different terror altogether.
"Sans--is he--?!" Greg sucks in a breath. How do hou check if a skeleton is alive?
His mouth is dry as he checks around the room. His eyes fall on those crystals, and the urge to smash them rises up inside him. It takes considerable effort to instead focus instead on the rest; he needs to get all this off of Sans, before he does anything that could potentially hurt him further.
"Okay. Oookay I'm gonna--I'm gonna get you out of there, pal, I--I just need a sec to... to think..."
Greg's eyes squeeze shut, breath straining to stay even. He has to calm down. He needs a song, he won't be able to think clearly enough to make this work otherwise.