[J scoffs at his attempted joke, mumbling words 'as if' underneath her breath. But she's far too weary to muster up energy to get offended by it or come up with a snarky comment, so she just lets it slide. Although she can appreciate the sentiment and effort to end things with a lighter note --- no doubt so that both of them could go back to their beds with easier minds.]
You and your shortcuts. [She shrugs and takes his hand to her own. Most of time J avoids touching Sans, finding his skeleton body still more or less creepy, but now she holds his hand without a doubt as if it's the most natural thing in the world.]
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You and your shortcuts. [She shrugs and takes his hand to her own. Most of time J avoids touching Sans, finding his skeleton body still more or less creepy, but now she holds his hand without a doubt as if it's the most natural thing in the world.]