Instinctively, Sans took a step back at her advance. The color of her magic was still thumping at the back of his skull, but he caught himself before he could make his apprehension too obvious.
"Looks like I had a bit of a hiccup," he explained, without explaining anything at all. "Bones are pretty easily rattled, y'know? Heh."
the face of a man desperately clinging to his fleeing chill
"Looks like I had a bit of a hiccup," he explained, without explaining anything at all. "Bones are pretty easily rattled, y'know? Heh."