It sure isn't welcome news that Armaros is watching from some mysterious shady corner, and Papyrus glances around suspiciously... but there's nothing to see. Syr's spell is holding too, at least, so nobody can see anybody except the conversation in the middle of the room.
...But the negotiation doesn't seem to be working out. The Architects sound skeptical, expecting that Lilith might be bad - but anybody else would be worse. And if they keep thinking that, and thinking too hard about how the Carnival folk hurt people on their way in...
It might become a fight that they can't win, divided as they are.
"I want to protect my friends...!" Papyrus bursts out, invisible but not inaudible. "Not make things perfect, or change the world. Just give my brother and everybody a break from running, and fighting. Most of us," he can't say all, because that's sure not true, "don't want to hurt people."
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...But the negotiation doesn't seem to be working out. The Architects sound skeptical, expecting that Lilith might be bad - but anybody else would be worse. And if they keep thinking that, and thinking too hard about how the Carnival folk hurt people on their way in...
It might become a fight that they can't win, divided as they are.
"I want to protect my friends...!" Papyrus bursts out, invisible but not inaudible. "Not make things perfect, or change the world. Just give my brother and everybody a break from running, and fighting. Most of us," he can't say all, because that's sure not true, "don't want to hurt people."