I think it's a climate thing. Like, some places are like Hotland, just without the lava. [Sans knows theoretically how weather works, but San Benedicto is still his first real experience, so thinking about other places is still pretty abstract. Apparently satisfied with Papyrus's elbow wiring, he moves on to the shoulder. There's more range of movement to a shoulder, so it stands to reason there should be more to sort out. Sans's hands don't quite stop moving, but as Papyrus's confusion starts to leak over, he slows down and regards Papyrus with a mirrored confusion that only grows as he realizes he's not actually sure what's confusing him.] Is something up?
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