[Here, too? Oh, right. Different world, different stars (different other worlds), different incandescent chunks of rock and metal (and eventually some sort of gummi material, and also sometimes whole people) streaming across the sky.]
I only know about where I'm from.
[He shrugs. No, there's really no telling how often this place gets shooting stars. He hasn't seen any yet, but he's only just arrived and it's not like he's had his eyes glued to the sky these past few nights. Meteor showers could very well be a more common event here.
Terra shuffles back to the railing and folds his hands over the top of it, gripping the bar tight. To go home or not to go home. He'd half-hoped Sans had made up his mind and had some strong opinion to impart, one way or another. Not that it matters... Not that it can matter. He knows what he needs to do.]
I have to go back. [A few days into his stay and the lines already have a rehearsed quality to them.] My friends are in trouble. [Possibly more than 'in trouble'. No comment on whether it's a little convenient or not, all this new home business.]
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I only know about where I'm from.
[He shrugs. No, there's really no telling how often this place gets shooting stars. He hasn't seen any yet, but he's only just arrived and it's not like he's had his eyes glued to the sky these past few nights. Meteor showers could very well be a more common event here.
Terra shuffles back to the railing and folds his hands over the top of it, gripping the bar tight. To go home or not to go home. He'd half-hoped Sans had made up his mind and had some strong opinion to impart, one way or another. Not that it matters... Not that it can matter. He knows what he needs to do.]
I have to go back. [A few days into his stay and the lines already have a rehearsed quality to them.] My friends are in trouble. [Possibly more than 'in trouble'. No comment on whether it's a little convenient or not, all this new home business.]