Jesus, can't a guy just acknowledge when you're suggesting that you're going to leave him to die? The self assured and simplistic answer pinches a nerve somewhere in Sans's non-existent nervous system - like something familiar, something that could have been comforting in another situation, but something he just can't tolerate anymore.
"Fae?" Sans snaps, turning back to him, his seven eyes narrowing in some kind of disbelief, the light within them flashing. "Are you kidding me? You think they're better?"
"You made your mistakes," he says, his halo brightening, its patterns spinning. His voice just gets louder and more disturbed as he goes, breaking into territory that feels both old and fresh in its pain. "You can't keep countin' on a second chance anymore. You can't keep acting like it doesn't affect you."
His wings flair wide, and his volume reaches its peak.
"Stop tryin' to pretend like it never happened!"
The moment he finishes speaking, he recoils with a sudden realization. All it once, it strikes him - a feeling like he's just become the biggest hypocrite in the world.
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"Fae?" Sans snaps, turning back to him, his seven eyes narrowing in some kind of disbelief, the light within them flashing. "Are you kidding me? You think they're better?"
"You made your mistakes," he says, his halo brightening, its patterns spinning. His voice just gets louder and more disturbed as he goes, breaking into territory that feels both old and fresh in its pain. "You can't keep countin' on a second chance anymore. You can't keep acting like it doesn't affect you."
His wings flair wide, and his volume reaches its peak.
"Stop tryin' to pretend like it never happened!"
The moment he finishes speaking, he recoils with a sudden realization. All it once, it strikes him - a feeling like he's just become the biggest hypocrite in the world.