[Sans shrugs and drops his hands. His shirt drops back down to cover the mess this place has made of his chest. Sans is still looking down, but it's less that he's looking at his shirt and more that he has no reason to move his head from its current position. Even his wings go completely still, like he's a very strange-looking doll.] Sorry, bro, if there was a warning I missed it. [His tone is casual and calm, that wallpapered over tone he can put on in almost any situation. He's never actually been sure if Papyrus can tell when he's using that particular voice, but if Papyrus never brings it up then it doesn't matter. He doesn't look up at Papyrus, he instructs his body to move so its face is pointed at Papyrus.] Maybe I slept through the emergency broadcast.
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