For someone dressed so... actually, Sans doesn't even know what to call that outfit, it looks certainly more elaborate than anything that washed up in the subterranean, waterlogged junkyard back home. But he thought someone so... coiffed? Might've been fussier about a mess.
She just sorta rolls with it. Guess Sans can't fault her for that. Some things just ain't worth gettin' all worked up over, especially when there's some bad food to be had. He watches her, managing to actually straighten up just a little in anticipation.
Her surprise somehow makes Sans's grin widen, eye lights a little wider in amused interest. ]
nier a tomato? :D :D :D
For someone dressed so... actually, Sans doesn't even know what to call that outfit, it looks certainly more elaborate than anything that washed up in the subterranean, waterlogged junkyard back home. But he thought someone so... coiffed? Might've been fussier about a mess.
She just sorta rolls with it. Guess Sans can't fault her for that. Some things just ain't worth gettin' all worked up over, especially when there's some bad food to be had. He watches her, managing to actually straighten up just a little in anticipation.
Her surprise somehow makes Sans's grin widen, eye lights a little wider in amused interest. ]
So?
[ C'mon, lady, the suspense is killin' him. ]