[Sans isn't entirely sure what Papyrus is referring to, and he doesn't like that. There's a few options, but none of them are exactly things Sans wants to talk about. Still, Papyrus is right that it's not his fault. He's still got his hand on Papyrus's arm, and he pats it a little awkwardly.] Hey, you're here now, yeah? It's not your fault, so why worry about it? [...Whichever "it" they're talking about. Papyrus's tone seems thicker with emotion than it was even a few moments ago, and considering the things they were talking about in general, Sans suspects it was--uh, the first time. But if he asks and it's not that... Better not to ask.]
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