Whoa!? [Papyrus startles at the sight - of the arms, light and aggressive for the first time since the void god incident. He outright recoils at the crash of the television against the wall, the smashed machinery and wildly torn cables feeling entirely too much like a pile of dust to his mind, and he only stops backing away when he hits the wall next to the hallway.] S-Sans, what, why did...
[Thanks to the (undamaged, for now?) drone still on the couch, he has an ongoing line of sight to the destruction even while he glances Sans's way. Seems like they're both recoiling and panicking about something. Different somethings.]
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[Thanks to the (undamaged, for now?) drone still on the couch, he has an ongoing line of sight to the destruction even while he glances Sans's way. Seems like they're both recoiling and panicking about something. Different somethings.]