[Terra raises back up a bit at that, staring at Sans with a wrinkle in his brow. A hint of an uncertain smile gets through the sober mood that's come over him.
Did he just say bike off more than he can chew...? No, he probably misheard him, what with the low pulsing sound of his Glider's engine filling his ears...]
Yeah... [He looks ahead, ignoring the twinge of guilt he feels about leaving so abruptly. There's no helping it now.]
I've got to get some work done. [At a little past 3AM.] I'll see you later.
[With a tip of his head, he pushes the Glider into motion and jets off into the darkness. Enjoy those last couple hours of stargazing, Sans.]
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Did he just say bike off more than he can chew...? No, he probably misheard him, what with the low pulsing sound of his Glider's engine filling his ears...]
Yeah... [He looks ahead, ignoring the twinge of guilt he feels about leaving so abruptly. There's no helping it now.]
I've got to get some work done. [At a little past 3AM.] I'll see you later.
[With a tip of his head, he pushes the Glider into motion and jets off into the darkness. Enjoy those last couple hours of stargazing, Sans.]