[His exhaustion is what makes her hands settle in her lap. Guilt is a familiar feeling. A sharp reminder she shouldn't share. All this grief brings everyone else down with her. Sans... Sans deserves better as far as Toriel is concerned.]
I just don't know what to think today or right now. I thought I had said goodbye to them.
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I just don't know what to think today or right now. I thought I had said goodbye to them.