[A pause as he digests that, wordlessly. Is that what he's calling upon him for? To play the judge and jury? To gauge his sins, and find him culpable for something or another?
Sans drags his phalanges over the crown of his skull, ossein scratching against itself in a quiet rasp.]
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Sans drags his phalanges over the crown of his skull, ossein scratching against itself in a quiet rasp.]
Yeah, well. Call it a personal failing of mine.