The last thirty seconds have been nothing but a whirlwind of violence and terror, the scream coming out of Sans' mouth echoing in his tune and tearing through the Music, leaving fear and worry seeping into the tunes of just about everyone here-
And there's nothing J can do about it.
He can try to help Sans - he wants to help Sans - but Sans knows about him now, about what he can do, and being aware of it might just set that agony and panic off again and make everything worse.
Because that's what today has been: an exercise in making things worse, starring J. Maybe it's been going on for a while. He doesn't know. He can't think. He's shaking again and his head is ringing with sympathetic horror and he can not think.
Thank God for Agent 3 and her whistle. It rattles just about everyone, but it's what they need - a jumpstart to get back on the right track. "Sounds like a plan," he manages, not quite managing to keep the tremor out of his voice.
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The last thirty seconds have been nothing but a whirlwind of violence and terror, the scream coming out of Sans' mouth echoing in his tune and tearing through the Music, leaving fear and worry seeping into the tunes of just about everyone here-
And there's nothing J can do about it.
He can try to help Sans - he wants to help Sans - but Sans knows about him now, about what he can do, and being aware of it might just set that agony and panic off again and make everything worse.
Because that's what today has been: an exercise in making things worse, starring J. Maybe it's been going on for a while. He doesn't know. He can't think. He's shaking again and his head is ringing with sympathetic horror and he can not think.
Thank God for Agent 3 and her whistle. It rattles just about everyone, but it's what they need - a jumpstart to get back on the right track. "Sounds like a plan," he manages, not quite managing to keep the tremor out of his voice.