Sans felt sick, and for too many reasons. Whoever this child was, they were at the start of their journey. They didn't remember what they would go on to do. They didn't know, the way Sans knew, how dark their heart was capable of growing.
He could do something about it right now. His promise was already broken the moment he first flung the human to the ground in that long hallway. There was no binding word keeping him from snuffing the light out of potential killer before LOVE even entered the equation.
Magic gathered in his eye.
He could do it. He could.
--The sudden switch to Hands startles Sans from his train of thought, for reasons he can't quite grasp or remember but leave him uneasy all the same. Magic flowed out of him as quickly as it came, bringing Sans back to the reality of the crying child in front of him.
"Kid... we both know what you are."
His voice isn't unkind so much as insisting. Why even bother trying to hide it? His cards were on the table. It was about time they showed theirs.
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He could do something about it right now. His promise was already broken the moment he first flung the human to the ground in that long hallway. There was no binding word keeping him from snuffing the light out of potential killer before LOVE even entered the equation.
Magic gathered in his eye.
He could do it. He could.
--The sudden switch to Hands startles Sans from his train of thought, for reasons he can't quite grasp or remember but leave him uneasy all the same. Magic flowed out of him as quickly as it came, bringing Sans back to the reality of the crying child in front of him.
"Kid... we both know what you are."
His voice isn't unkind so much as insisting. Why even bother trying to hide it? His cards were on the table. It was about time they showed theirs.