The words cut Sans harder than he imagined they would, and it takes him a beat to smile through them. She doesn't know, he reminds himself. She doesn't understand what they did. It's different.
She doesn't know what she's saying.
"Who?"
His voice comes out hoarse, looking towards where she gestures and seeing nothing.
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She doesn't know what she's saying.
"Who?"
His voice comes out hoarse, looking towards where she gestures and seeing nothing.