[Sans' voice doesn't come unexpected. After all, she had stormed off from the room in a rather drastic manner, without saying anything to him even though he's the one who woke her up. So, it's not entirely surprising that he came to look for her. She's starting to suspect that he's keeping eye on her doings more than he admits.
Her head drops, chin touching the collar bone, and she closes her eyes as her shoulders tenses up. She stays quiet for over a minute, trying to come up with an answer. It's very tempting to say that it's nothing and ask him to leave her alone.
'Sweetheart.' It's the second time he's called her that. Last time was when she had cried and hugged him after he came back from the cryochamber. And she was feeling like crying here, too. ]
Did.. Did I wake you up? [She asks with a hoarse whisper, hiding another question behind her words: did I say something?]
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Her head drops, chin touching the collar bone, and she closes her eyes as her shoulders tenses up.
She stays quiet for over a minute, trying to come up with an answer. It's very tempting to say that it's nothing and ask him to leave her alone.
'Sweetheart.' It's the second time he's called her that. Last time was when she had cried and hugged him after he came back from the cryochamber. And she was feeling like crying here, too. ]
Did.. Did I wake you up? [She asks with a hoarse whisper, hiding another question behind her words: did I say something?]