[He crumples up the packet and drops it back into his pocket. Chances are he'll regret wasting that later, but it's worth it for the comedic value of this guy...just staring. Nothing like it.
Besides, the smell is way better than the mingling stench of burnt fur and smoldering viscera.]
Sounds like work.
[But hey, it means they get to live, so it's probably worth it.
Sans doesn't need to glance over his shoulder. He hears the slavering noises of another couple approaching new friends.]
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Besides, the smell is way better than the mingling stench of burnt fur and smoldering viscera.]
Sounds like work.
[But hey, it means they get to live, so it's probably worth it.
Sans doesn't need to glance over his shoulder. He hears the slavering noises of another couple approaching new friends.]
Speaking of which.