[Sans's eyes flick in Kipo's direction, but his arm remains locked in place, dripping blood. If he lets go, even without arms, that thing might attack again. Even if it's not on right anymore, it still has--its face is still--
He can't hold it forever. It's a drain on his magic. But he doesn't let go yet.]
I've had better days. [He says it like it's a joke, but there's an undeniable dark current flowing through his tone. It is a joke. The worst joke. His voice only lilts more in that direction, that twist of mirth and darkness.] It's dangerous down here, y'know.
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He can't hold it forever. It's a drain on his magic. But he doesn't let go yet.]
I've had better days. [He says it like it's a joke, but there's an undeniable dark current flowing through his tone. It is a joke. The worst joke. His voice only lilts more in that direction, that twist of mirth and darkness.] It's dangerous down here, y'know.