Sans grins like he didn't just drop a proverbial bomb into their festival snack, even though there's tomato-y carnage dripping all over one of their 'dogs. It's a sad waste of ketchup, but, eh. What they paid for these little treasures plucked from the riverside will more than pay for another.
He's not too concerned.
"What?" he says, shrugging as he displays his skeletal hands in a universal gesture of MERCY. He's unarmed! Well, ok. He's got arms, two of them, but no weapons. Safe as safe can be! Harmless!
"Haven't you ever seen a monster vendor before? Yeesh," he chuckles, accepting the ketchup bottle back. "They're still tasty. And zero-cal. Can't forget that, too."
Sans, nobody ever got fat on monster food because it's pure energy and the excess is simply dispersed, shut up.
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Sans grins like he didn't just drop a proverbial bomb into their festival snack, even though there's tomato-y carnage dripping all over one of their 'dogs. It's a sad waste of ketchup, but, eh. What they paid for these little treasures plucked from the riverside will more than pay for another.
He's not too concerned.
"What?" he says, shrugging as he displays his skeletal hands in a universal gesture of MERCY. He's unarmed! Well, ok. He's got arms, two of them, but no weapons. Safe as safe can be! Harmless!
"Haven't you ever seen a monster vendor before? Yeesh," he chuckles, accepting the ketchup bottle back. "They're still tasty. And zero-cal. Can't forget that, too."
Sans, nobody ever got fat on monster food because it's pure energy and the excess is simply dispersed, shut up.