[Yeahhhh he's used to that kind of reaction. Usually it's pretty hilarious, good for a laugh here and there. In this case, it's just something Merlwyb's gonna have to accept in record time because they have time for nothing else.
Sans follows her indicating finger tiredly. His eyesockets are starting to droop shut a bit, and he forces them open again. This is no time to snooze on the job. Heh heh.]
How far?
[Because he's beginning to look a little worn down. Worn to the bone, even. Ha. But seriously, taking this many shortcuts in such a short amount of time is gonna tire a skeleton out.]
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Sans follows her indicating finger tiredly. His eyesockets are starting to droop shut a bit, and he forces them open again. This is no time to snooze on the job. Heh heh.]
How far?
[Because he's beginning to look a little worn down. Worn to the bone, even. Ha. But seriously, taking this many shortcuts in such a short amount of time is gonna tire a skeleton out.]