[ Oh yeah, Sans has a pretty good idea what he's talking about. After all, can't go four or five steps without seein' something doing something it shouldn't, or can't, according to more conventional laws of physics.
Hey, one could even call the way he gets around a bug exploit. ]
Knock, knock.
[ Yes, he actually says that, along with the rap of his knuckles on the door. ]
[Sorry Sans. He'd get up, but he's... apparently got a small group of grenades that he's looking at. There are six on the floor, and another in his hand.]
[Also, Emma is on the bed next to him. She lifts her head and chirps at Sans.]
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Hey, one could even call the way he gets around a bug exploit. ]
Knock, knock.
[ Yes, he actually says that, along with the rap of his knuckles on the door. ]
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[Sorry Sans. He'd get up, but he's... apparently got a small group of grenades that he's looking at. There are six on the floor, and another in his hand.]
[Also, Emma is on the bed next to him. She lifts her head and chirps at Sans.]
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