[If only Eddie knew his track record with promises. Maybe he'd feel less enthusiastic about the magic they contained, or maybe he'd feel it even more strongly. It was hard to say, and Sans certainly wasn't filling in any blanks.
Still, here he was. Turning to follow Eddie's finger, laughing, crouching down slightly with a hand on the kid's shoulders. It felt nice. It felt simple. And even if it was neither of those things at the core, well...
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Still, here he was. Turning to follow Eddie's finger, laughing, crouching down slightly with a hand on the kid's shoulders. It felt nice. It felt simple. And even if it was neither of those things at the core, well...
Sometimes playing pretend felt pretty good.]