I don't... think so. [He examines his front appendages again, pushing past the discomfort with them to check for signs that the flower did anything. But it doesn't look to have had the same effect as that tendril of skin had on the car, so he shakes his head.]
You said... it grabbed you? I didn't, uh. Feel anything, like that. Or... pain.
[Is that because he thought to offer something, so it passed him by? Did Sans get grabbed because Papyrus offered something unsatisfying, piquing its curiosity and hunger, inspiring the idea to go for something... more to its taste? Obviously it's still that entity's fault, of course, no matter what maybe-Jonas said about sleeping and hunger and being too wonderful to have a mind to change, it has agency of its own. But... It's just been a few minutes, and already it feels like the idea's going to haunt him. Maybe all the worse because he feels fine, when sending the car down was his idea.]
good reason to bundle up in hoodie and wings
You said... it grabbed you? I didn't, uh. Feel anything, like that. Or... pain.
[Is that because he thought to offer something, so it passed him by? Did Sans get grabbed because Papyrus offered something unsatisfying, piquing its curiosity and hunger, inspiring the idea to go for something... more to its taste? Obviously it's still that entity's fault, of course, no matter what maybe-Jonas said about sleeping and hunger and being too wonderful to have a mind to change, it has agency of its own. But... It's just been a few minutes, and already it feels like the idea's going to haunt him. Maybe all the worse because he feels fine, when sending the car down was his idea.]