[Papyrus had indeed been thinking of standing to better switch sides, or maybe briefly turning to kneel backwards on the couch. Suddenly, wings are just barely not in his face. There's a lot of questions he could ask as his brother disregards personal space in the middle of the day - including, is Sans drunk? But thanks partly to self consciousness about how metal is even harder than bone, the one that comes out is:] Is-Is that even comfortable??
[...It sound silly as soon as he says it, but it's important to make sure Sans isn't hurting himself or wearing himself out. Enough that instead of pushing his brother off or interrogating him about the weird behavior first thing, Papyrus reaches for a throw pillow to offer.]
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[...It sound silly as soon as he says it, but it's important to make sure Sans isn't hurting himself or wearing himself out. Enough that instead of pushing his brother off or interrogating him about the weird behavior first thing, Papyrus reaches for a throw pillow to offer.]