[With the limb detached, Papyrus isn't getting any physical sensation coming from it - that being half the point of detaching it - so he can't be sure what's just happened. It looks suddenly improved, like nothing every happened. But he's seen all sorts of not-real things, so it takes him reaching in, poking at the restored wires, to confirm:] That's... not a hologram, or illusion, or whatever.
[His baffled gaze turns to his brother, who is... green? And, he sees now that he's looking more than playing it cool, sporting a small injury of his own.]
Sans..?? You're glowing? [...That's not news.] Differently than usual, uh, in color.
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[With the limb detached, Papyrus isn't getting any physical sensation coming from it - that being half the point of detaching it - so he can't be sure what's just happened. It looks suddenly improved, like nothing every happened. But he's seen all sorts of not-real things, so it takes him reaching in, poking at the restored wires, to confirm:] That's... not a hologram, or illusion, or whatever.
[His baffled gaze turns to his brother, who is... green? And, he sees now that he's looking more than playing it cool, sporting a small injury of his own.]
Sans..?? You're glowing? [...That's not news.] Differently than usual, uh, in color.