[Sans hears the frustration and resignation and thinks, not for the first time, that he relies on Papyrus too much. That he's selfish. But there's part of him that's furious at the world over those thoughts--that he has to think them at all. It's the world and the things in it that keep taking his brother away. Papyrus shouldn't have died. Papyrus shouldn't keep getting his memories stolen and his personality changed. The universe itself is perfectly neutral, but there are things in it that have intent ranging from malicious to incomprehensible and even though there isn't a point to having all these feelings about it, Sans is angry anyway.] Sorry. [His voice is muffled, because he hasn't let go of Papyrus, is hanging on tight in a way he hasn't let himself before out of fear of saying things he tries to hide. All he can manage is an apology for a lot of things he doesn't talk about.]
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