[Papyrus grumbles rather than deign to admit Sans is entirely correct. Instead he ponders the last couple minutes, then very gracefully changes the subject.]
Hey, are we keeping this secret from everyone??? It might be hard, to hide practicing from Kiara... or anyone else in the house.
[He glances back at the building, as his memories of the last few days have a few confusing bits. Encountering other people in the house, but like they're not always there, starting from the morning of January 1st, 1961. But he doesn't want to give Sans reason to worry that maybe his brother's mind is slipping, so he covers his grimace with a different reason:]
And, I may have accidentally admitted to magic... existing. To Lorna. Before.
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Hey, are we keeping this secret from everyone??? It might be hard, to hide practicing from Kiara... or anyone else in the house.
[He glances back at the building, as his memories of the last few days have a few confusing bits. Encountering other people in the house, but like they're not always there, starting from the morning of January 1st, 1961. But he doesn't want to give Sans reason to worry that maybe his brother's mind is slipping, so he covers his grimace with a different reason:]
And, I may have accidentally admitted to magic... existing. To Lorna. Before.