[Have another long, suspicious look. Sans is reminding him very uncomfortably of a number of assholes he's seen in only the recent past: but at the same time, he hasn't tried anything. Yet.
There's still a moment's hesitation before he takes Sans' hand in a firm grip.]
I'm trusting you. [A warning, but not an outright threat. Don't make him regret this. He wants to like you.]
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There's still a moment's hesitation before he takes Sans' hand in a firm grip.]
I'm trusting you. [A warning, but not an outright threat. Don't make him regret this. He wants to like you.]