[The blanket, which had been shifting a little, goes completely still. Even Sans's wings, which aren't entirely covered, don't move. The silence stretches until he's almost sure Papyrus is going to prompt him again soon, until he's sure he's going to have to say something, and it just--comes out, the way sometimes when Sans is particularly, unusually upset words just start coming out of him.]
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Eight videos. I watched them all.