[Sans looks at the building and it feels like it's a million miles away. But he knows he can't stay in the snow like this. It wouldn't be good for him in his normal body, it has to be worse for this one. Sans pushes himself up onto his knees and then onto his feet, stumbling forward and almost falling flat again. His legs don't feel like legs, just a vague numb achy blob.]
Okay, yeah, gimme--gimme a sec. [This is embarrassing. That's probably a dumb thought after you drag yourself out of a lake. He moves gingerly, like he's not sure if his feet are going to cooperate. They do.] Okay.
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Okay, yeah, gimme--gimme a sec. [This is embarrassing. That's probably a dumb thought after you drag yourself out of a lake. He moves gingerly, like he's not sure if his feet are going to cooperate. They do.] Okay.
[Onward! Slowly.]