[It wasn't intended, but it also wasn't shied away from. The kid rocketed at him with an earnestness that surprised him -- hugging a skeleton was weird, and not many people would be so eager to jump right into it.
Let alone grin throughout.
Not intended, no, but that doesn't stop Sans from wrapping a firm, belated arm around Eddie in a tight squeeze.]
Huh, wow. [They're called nasal conchas, kid. He'll get you a skeletal diagram later.] That does smell good. What'd you have to trade to get that?
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Let alone grin throughout.
Not intended, no, but that doesn't stop Sans from wrapping a firm, belated arm around Eddie in a tight squeeze.]
Huh, wow. [They're called nasal conchas, kid. He'll get you a skeletal diagram later.] That does smell good. What'd you have to trade to get that?