[Seconds pass, and Sans's position stays unchanged. Papyrus recognizes the motionlessness for the reassurance it's meant to be - a demonstration of no sudden movements. He did the same thing, last night. But now he trembles unintentionally, draws back slightly before he consciously notes the logged movement. Fear deep enough he's feeling it even now. If he was feeling everything...]
...When have you? [To whom? How long ago? ...Why?]
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...When have you? [To whom? How long ago? ...Why?]