For starters, indeed, it has sunk in that this hound was a great deal bigger than the ones he's come to associate with Sans. And on top of that, he'd have expected it to simply bound off and rejoin its master immediately, rather than stick around and... scratch its behind on tree trunks, apparently. It had no business with Gilgamesh whatsoever. Its actions are a little too deliberate and a little too composed, too intelligent, for a common mutt.
"Where is that useless bag of bones, Sans?" Gilgamesh inquires, this time more specifically. The looming, the circling, none of it bothers him at all, and perhaps unwisely Gilgamesh approaches several steps closer. "Lead me to him at once. The Ringmaster does not appreciate extended absences on the job."
No, he hasn't put two and two together yet. At least there's a hunch. Give him credit for that much.
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For starters, indeed, it has sunk in that this hound was a great deal bigger than the ones he's come to associate with Sans. And on top of that, he'd have expected it to simply bound off and rejoin its master immediately, rather than stick around and... scratch its behind on tree trunks, apparently. It had no business with Gilgamesh whatsoever. Its actions are a little too deliberate and a little too composed, too intelligent, for a common mutt.
"Where is that useless bag of bones, Sans?" Gilgamesh inquires, this time more specifically. The looming, the circling, none of it bothers him at all, and perhaps unwisely Gilgamesh approaches several steps closer. "Lead me to him at once. The Ringmaster does not appreciate extended absences on the job."
No, he hasn't put two and two together yet. At least there's a hunch. Give him credit for that much.