[This probably already makes him a better dad than Al's actual dad. Al almost reacts in kind, looking up with a start before sheepishly remembering himself.] ...Sorry! I just thought this way will be quicker.
[He has things to do to, you know? Food stalls to avoid, errant brothers and mischievous children to track down.]
[He is really light for somebody this round. How is he round in the first place, when she'll blatantly be able to feel his spine through the back of his jacket? Sans will never tell. He seems comfortable with this turn of events, though. He can make himself comfortable anywhere.]
Whoa, you move fast for a human. Not that there's anythin' wrong with that, but I wonder... what's your co-commander gonna think?
[Somehow, though she might not notice in her haste to move on, he lands on his feet.
...And immediately dozes off again right where he's standing, still on them. Either Edea is going to have to backtrack for him or the entire maze is about to go up in flames from her frustration, oops.]
[Only then does he emerge from the passageway behind her, yawning widely despite his unmoving jaw - and walking, of course. What else would he be doing?]
You're going to give me an aneurysm. Then I'll die and you'll have to step up to be the new commander of the Enforcers. Is that what you want, Sans? Huh?
[It's his most mildly spoken rude observation yet. He's not objecting, mind. If she won't give him a free lift any more, this maze suddenly became way too much effort even for the entertainment he's getting out of it.]
Oh well. That's just another of my talents. ...Guess I'll catch you later.
[With that, he turns and walks away. Into a dead end.]
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[16/4] Zephyras Flower Festival
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[This probably already makes him a better dad than Al's actual dad. Al almost reacts in kind, looking up with a start before sheepishly remembering himself.] ...Sorry! I just thought this way will be quicker.
[He has things to do to, you know? Food stalls to avoid, errant brothers and mischievous children to track down.]
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Seriously. Staring, because that's all he's got.]
What am I supposed to do with your arm?
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[Was, because for some reason he's starting to suspect it'll be quicker to just wait the cuffs out.]
...Um, or we could play along. It's just hard to know where to start.
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I'll take the arm.
Edea
[He is really light for somebody this round. How is he round in the first place, when she'll blatantly be able to feel his spine through the back of his jacket? Sans will never tell. He seems comfortable with this turn of events, though. He can make himself comfortable anywhere.]
Whoa, you move fast for a human. Not that there's anythin' wrong with that, but I wonder... what's your co-commander gonna think?
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[Edea almost tosses Sans over her shoulder, having misjudged how much force it would take to scoop him up. When she's rebalanced, though...]
And hold your compliments for when we're in front of a barrier!
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Oops. OK. Just pay it forward, I guess?
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Speaking of barriers... Edea screeches to a halt in front of one after a few more bounding steps.]
Iiiiiii am going to compliment... your tolerance! You seem like you're a good sport, even if sometimes you ch --
[Wait a minute.]
Hold on.
...Sans, if you can teleport, why are you even playing this game with me?
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[Edea squints heavily.]
And how could there be a shortcut? All we did was squeeze through a bush.
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[The way she's carrying him, it's quite easy for him to give her a sidelong look without moving too much.]
...efficient?
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Alright, you can make your efficient way to the next hedge, then. I'd better see you there!
[Dump. ...In a gentle manner. Slightly gentle. Somewhat gentle. Then she's all but dashing to the next barrier.]
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...And immediately dozes off again right where he's standing, still on them. Either Edea is going to have to backtrack for him or the entire maze is about to go up in flames from her frustration, oops.]
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The subsequent 'mrgrgr' can be heard well beyond the boundaries of the maze and possibly in Sharnaath.]
Sans!
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What's up, boss? I'm seeing a lot of you today.
[Thank goodness he doesn't have ears.]
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You're going to give me an aneurysm. Then I'll die and you'll have to step up to be the new commander of the Enforcers. Is that what you want, Sans? Huh?
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[...does that qualify as a compliment?]
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[absolutely not]
Actions have consequences. One day, you just might wake up to find me dead on the floor, and what will you do then?
I bet the first thing you'd think is 'I wish I had properly done the maze with Edea while she had time to appreciate it.'
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[Wink.]
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[no one loves her it's so sad]
Look, Sans, I think we've just about got as far as we're going to in here. I don't know if I want to carry you the rest of the way.
Call it a day?
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[It's his most mildly spoken rude observation yet. He's not objecting, mind. If she won't give him a free lift any more, this maze suddenly became way too much effort even for the entertainment he's getting out of it.]
Oh well. That's just another of my talents. ...Guess I'll catch you later.
[With that, he turns and walks away. Into a dead end.]