[ After a while, the messages have slowed down a little, half because Sans was running on fumes to begin with, and half because they're getting interrupted by stress fraying people's nerves and shadows attacking when they really need to focus on the puzzles.
Sans has just sat heavily down with his bones leaning against the cage's bars when his phone buzzes.
He almost ignores it. ]
* sure, miss cactus. * gimme a look at whatcha got
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Sans has just sat heavily down with his bones leaning against the cage's bars when his phone buzzes.
He almost ignores it. ]
* sure, miss cactus.
* gimme a look at whatcha got