[ in truth, the stillness miles is trying to project is unbearable. he shoves his hands in his pockets to keep them from twitching, fidgeting, as questions scream through his mind of who, why -- he has an idea, but that's not an answer. it's not solid information. accidental deaths, casualties of catastrophe were one thing -- chara's murder, and now sans' death, almost unquestionably murder too -- things are getting out of hand. and niko said they didn't need security.
but he can't go running off right now. not yet. sans might have dumped responsibility on him, but miles takes it seriously. he said he'd look out for papyrus, and he meant it, so miles doesn't go anywhere, doesn't say anything, just waits for papyrus to finish processing. miles lets out a breath and nods, eyes drifting to papyrus' hands around the jacket. ]
I'll notify the captains, if you'd like to leave. Or -- [ he hesitates, then opens one hand in a gesture. ] I can leave you alone, if you prefer.
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but he can't go running off right now. not yet. sans might have dumped responsibility on him, but miles takes it seriously. he said he'd look out for papyrus, and he meant it, so miles doesn't go anywhere, doesn't say anything, just waits for papyrus to finish processing. miles lets out a breath and nods, eyes drifting to papyrus' hands around the jacket. ]
I'll notify the captains, if you'd like to leave. Or -- [ he hesitates, then opens one hand in a gesture. ] I can leave you alone, if you prefer.