So much preemptive scolding might have been enough to make Sans step down - if it hadn't been for what is undeniably a clash of opinions. When it comes to a monster's physical makeup, removing the soul is impossible, because soul and body are one in the same. It's certainly possible to steal one - it even happened to Sans once, he thinks - but that was more being enveloped by another, bigger monster, and then being released later. You can do these things are survive it when your body and soul are one in the same.
Even with humans, his only experience with them has been when they are physically dead and their soul has been captured and prevented from disappearing. J's simplistic understanding of what's happened is grating - as is the fact that he hasn't even done anything, and already everyone is breathing down his neck.
"Bullshit," Sans says, stepping forward and jutting out a finger in accusation. "Greg's a mage now, and since I just got finished gettin' slapped around by his spells-" He jerks his thumb towards his broken nose, "-I think I got the authority to know that the magic is still happening and that you don't do magic without a soul. If all Blanche needed to do to create an army for himself was plant his soul into other people's bodies he'd have been doing it from the start."
"What I don't get," he goes on, ignoring anyone who tries to interrupt him, "is why we're only hearing about this now? You've had some kind of soul affecting magic this whole time and just didn't bother to tell anyone - how many times you been poking around inside of me without saying a damn thing?"
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Even with humans, his only experience with them has been when they are physically dead and their soul has been captured and prevented from disappearing. J's simplistic understanding of what's happened is grating - as is the fact that he hasn't even done anything, and already everyone is breathing down his neck.
"Bullshit," Sans says, stepping forward and jutting out a finger in accusation. "Greg's a mage now, and since I just got finished gettin' slapped around by his spells-" He jerks his thumb towards his broken nose, "-I think I got the authority to know that the magic is still happening and that you don't do magic without a soul. If all Blanche needed to do to create an army for himself was plant his soul into other people's bodies he'd have been doing it from the start."
"What I don't get," he goes on, ignoring anyone who tries to interrupt him, "is why we're only hearing about this now? You've had some kind of soul affecting magic this whole time and just didn't bother to tell anyone - how many times you been poking around inside of me without saying a damn thing?"