"You made friends with your reflection!" Papyrus concludes after watching it play out, appreciative and approving. "And... something else. It still looks like you did before."
Not before before. Though that would be interesting and strange to see, especially towards the end of the year, after he gets used to all of this.
But they're not really here to admire his brother's helpful reflection. His own reflection still stands, seemingly accurately reflecting his red-shelled additions and rock speckles. It looks a lot more annoyed than he feels, glancing over at Sans' reflection like it can't wait for his brother's to leave. And the crown...
Sans seems satisfied with how it looks, brother and reflection alike. So that three-pronged growth on his head, yellow like the golden crown, must be about right.
"Wow, I thought I'd put the crown down for good!" He nudges the crystal with the side of his claw, and it only moves with his head. It sure is growing out of him. "Glad it doesn't weigh much!"
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Not before before. Though that would be interesting and strange to see, especially towards the end of the year, after he gets used to all of this.
But they're not really here to admire his brother's helpful reflection. His own reflection still stands, seemingly accurately reflecting his red-shelled additions and rock speckles. It looks a lot more annoyed than he feels, glancing over at Sans' reflection like it can't wait for his brother's to leave. And the crown...
Sans seems satisfied with how it looks, brother and reflection alike. So that three-pronged growth on his head, yellow like the golden crown, must be about right.
"Wow, I thought I'd put the crown down for good!" He nudges the crystal with the side of his claw, and it only moves with his head. It sure is growing out of him. "Glad it doesn't weigh much!"