Okay. [It sounds and feels a little too subdued and relieved, so he coughs another half-static cough and tries again.] Okay! You do that. Let me know, if you want more pillows. Or... a blanket, or something.
[Official Papyrus permission to continue napping, as best he an, is still one of those Not Everything Is Fine acknowledgements. But the smaller tools he'll use on his metallic vertebrae are quieter, and if his brother is as exhausted as he looks... Well, Sans has slept through louder things before. Or at least pretended to.]
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[Official Papyrus permission to continue napping, as best he an, is still one of those Not Everything Is Fine acknowledgements. But the smaller tools he'll use on his metallic vertebrae are quieter, and if his brother is as exhausted as he looks... Well, Sans has slept through louder things before. Or at least pretended to.]