[One second he's just getting the off-brand echo flower out of Sans's leg, and the next he's dodging being kicked as his brother startles up onto the couch.]
H-hey, i-t's o-kay, it's o-kay, it's okay.
[There's a degree of just saying it in an attempt to soothe his brother, but the sounds get smoother with repetition, almost as if he's starting to believe it. He's raising his front appendages in a placating gesture, claw as open as his fingers, when more motion draws his gaze back down. The whispering flowers abruptly closing up, withering and collapsing to the floor... with no apparent cause, but his brother recoiling just before it.]
once you zalgo you don't close parentheses, it just keeps happening :) :) :)
H-hey, i-t's o-kay, it's o-kay, it's okay.
[There's a degree of just saying it in an attempt to soothe his brother, but the sounds get smoother with repetition, almost as if he's starting to believe it. He's raising his front appendages in a placating gesture, claw as open as his fingers, when more motion draws his gaze back down. The whispering flowers abruptly closing up, withering and collapsing to the floor... with no apparent cause, but his brother recoiling just before it.]
Di... Di-d you...?