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[skelebro]

heya. leave a message. i'll get back to you.

or maybe not, actually.

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[skelebro]

You were real hung up on that frog, yeah. Wouldn't leave it alone until it croaked.

[Level tone, easy speech. Like there weren't anything heavier they discussed that night whatsoever. Just a silly conversation about frogs between friends. One too drunk to remember much else of the exchange.]

[drabsolutelynot]

[Rosen snorts]

Alcohol is a hell of a drug, Sans. I'm still trying to piece together exactly what it was I was so intent on getting you to understand in the first place. Its a pity since it seemed urgent.

[skelebro]

Hey, you don't gotta tell me. I've left my fair share of regrettable voice mails.

[But Alphys, he's pretty sure, ain't gonna blab on his behalf. Thankfully.]

'Fraid I can't help you there.

[drabsolutelynot]

No. I didn't expect so.

[A half-hearted laugh]

Besides you already helped enough, sitting on the floor with me and all.

[skelebro]

Did I?

[Seems like he don't remember much. That's, uh. A relief.]

'Least you can remember that much, right?

[drabsolutelynot]

[Rosen has a sense of what Sans is trying to get at. As cool-as-a-cucumber as the skeleton may seem most of the time, there are hints that he's keen to know what, if anything, Rosen remembers of the previous night.

The truth is not as much as he'd like but also not nothing. But he's keeping mum on that for the moment.]

You did indeed. Despite my babbling. I'm amazed you had the patience for it. Most wouldn't.

[skelebro]

Eh. Once I'd gone all the way there, seemed like kind of a waste to just turn 'round and head straight on back, y'know?

[Yeah, he's foolin' no one here.]

[drabsolutelynot]

[Nope]

I hope I was an entertaining drunk at least.

[skelebro]

You certainly had a lot to say.

[And so did Sans!!!! ha ha!!!!!!!!]

[drabsolutelynot]

Mn.

[Its a small sound of acknowledgement as he thinks for a moment]

Was any of it of any particular significance? Aside from the philosophical frogs?

[Its misleading, he knows, to ask Sans instead of telling himself.]

[skelebro]

Not that I could keep track of, nah.

[Nothing to write home about. Right?]

[drabsolutelynot]

[Another hum in thought]

I assume you teleported yourself in to my apartment?

[He'll divert the subject, thank you very much]

[skelebro]

I drove.

[There's something there, some kind of excuse that would justify why he bothered. But he's not gonna make an attempt to find it.]

Gotta get some mileage outta the old moped, y'know?