[ That does make it harder. He can't see her face well enough to gauge what expression she wears, if she's asleep or not. Breathing... Well, that seems regular enough, but how would he know? He's never really needed to breathe, not really. He's heard the kid breathe in their sleep, heard other humans... Knows they need to (do both, that is, sleep and breathe). That's about it.
Sans shuffles a little further in, his shoulders hunched, head angled down.
Carefully, carefully.
He only straightens - a little - when he realizes. No, more like suspects. It might be sleep, or maybe quiet reflection. He hazards a rasping whisper: ]
Can't sleep?
[ Strange beds, strange roommates, strange old castle and all its haunting noises at night. Yeah, doesn't blame her if she can't settle down. Never really seemed settled as the too-young caretaker of her ailing mother, either, always striving, always trying to prove herself. Taking pride in that, even without...emotionally available family. ]
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Sans shuffles a little further in, his shoulders hunched, head angled down.
Carefully, carefully.
He only straightens - a little - when he realizes. No, more like suspects. It might be sleep, or maybe quiet reflection. He hazards a rasping whisper: ]
Can't sleep?
[ Strange beds, strange roommates, strange old castle and all its haunting noises at night. Yeah, doesn't blame her if she can't settle down. Never really seemed settled as the too-young caretaker of her ailing mother, either, always striving, always trying to prove herself. Taking pride in that, even without...emotionally available family. ]