[Sans drops the remote onto the couch in between them and settles into his usual spot, like things are normal and didn't get weirdly emotional for both of them and Sans didn't have to reveal his emotion manipulation powers and everyone is fine. He's gotten pretty good at curling his wings up as a makeshift blanket. That's important.]
You can pick the movie. I kind of want a post-breakfast nap. [Now that the initial surge of energy from the first sunlight of the day has passed, he's reminded that he didn't get a lot of sleep. He could do that now, probably.]
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You can pick the movie. I kind of want a post-breakfast nap. [Now that the initial surge of energy from the first sunlight of the day has passed, he's reminded that he didn't get a lot of sleep. He could do that now, probably.]