For Papyrus, the silent stillness isn't an improvement. Fighting would have been easier; monsters express themselves through magic, and maybe familiar patterns of bones would have reminded Sans where he was and who he was with. But the blasters came out, and it made sense that everyone got... alarmed and frightened. Blasters weren't for casual fights. They could be scary.
Alas, stillness and silence are what he has to work with, so he fills the silence with his own commentary. "I knew you didn't really want to hurt anybody. Lifting all those knickknacks... Leaving all the people alone... You were like a babybones. One who can't verbalize why they're upset, and rattling just isn't enough!"
His brother finally starts to move, glancing up at Rarity, then Papyrus. But his eye lights don't look right, like he's still half-asleep. Clearly, more talking is in order. "But! 3 had the right idea. And everybody is taking a few minutes to sit, and talk. And then we can talk about everything sensibly! And... figure out a way to fix all this."
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Alas, stillness and silence are what he has to work with, so he fills the silence with his own commentary. "I knew you didn't really want to hurt anybody. Lifting all those knickknacks... Leaving all the people alone... You were like a babybones. One who can't verbalize why they're upset, and rattling just isn't enough!"
His brother finally starts to move, glancing up at Rarity, then Papyrus. But his eye lights don't look right, like he's still half-asleep. Clearly, more talking is in order. "But! 3 had the right idea. And everybody is taking a few minutes to sit, and talk. And then we can talk about everything sensibly! And... figure out a way to fix all this."