[Well hot damn. That makes two of them. This was well on its way to being Sans' favorite ship, if the way his eye sockets widened reflexively through Luke's explanation was any indication.]
So what's their range? [Sans was completely disappeared from view now, inspecting the opposite side of the ship. He raises his voice slightly to be heard, and it echos just faintly against the metal and ice.] You said long flights -- how much fuel can this thing even carry?
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So what's their range? [Sans was completely disappeared from view now, inspecting the opposite side of the ship. He raises his voice slightly to be heard, and it echos just faintly against the metal and ice.] You said long flights -- how much fuel can this thing even carry?