It's not me. See? [Sans shifts away from Papyrus, deliberately putting even more distance between them. There's no way to prove he's not listening in on Papyrus's emotions, since those don't require touch, but sharing them back would. But as he increases the distance, he wants to hang onto Papyrus again. With the (probably temporary) clarity of trying to work out the emotion situation, he's aware that's kind of weird too.
It occurs to him that if he's sharing emotions again Papyrus isn't going to be having a fun time. He reaches for a happier memory--of making Papyrus's birthday cake, putting the twizzler arms on and arranging all the little candy pieces. It had been kind of sloppy, but he'd mostly managed straight lines. It'd been fun.]
yes, it's a good pasttime
It occurs to him that if he's sharing emotions again Papyrus isn't going to be having a fun time. He reaches for a happier memory--of making Papyrus's birthday cake, putting the twizzler arms on and arranging all the little candy pieces. It had been kind of sloppy, but he'd mostly managed straight lines. It'd been fun.]