[Papyrus bounding up to him is always a welcome sight, but his brow bone furrows at the mention of "good news." It furrows deeper at the mention of going home.]
Wait... what?
[He's midway through some noodles -- bless Toriel for making genuine magic food around here, it's been a while since he had a meal that really stuck to his ribs -- fork poised next to his mouth while he processes the statement.]
no subject
Wait... what?
[He's midway through some noodles -- bless Toriel for making genuine magic food around here, it's been a while since he had a meal that really stuck to his ribs -- fork poised next to his mouth while he processes the statement.]
What are you talking about, bro?