[It worked. At least, Sans is pretty sure it worked. When Papyrus leans toward him, he reaches to touch Papyrus's arm, though only his fingertips brush against Papyrus as he wonders if Papyrus is going to flinch away thinking Sans is trying to pump more feelings into him.]
You made a cool robot arm. [Not at all what Papyrus means, of course, but Sans doesn't really know where or how to start.]
that came across! sans was just overthinking it
You made a cool robot arm. [Not at all what Papyrus means, of course, but Sans doesn't really know where or how to start.]