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[skelebro]

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

or maybe not, actually.

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[audio]

[skelebro]

Your partner?

[Sans has very definitely not gotten that memo. Congrats, Carlisle; you now get to break the news!!]

[audio]

[tongueamok]

[He's clearly still getting used to the whole 'breaking the news' thing, as there's a second of hesitation on his end as he clears his throat.]

Er, yes. A big fellow by the name of Glacius.

[Not a monster, and certainly not a monster like Sans.]

He was rather close with Kate, unfortunately.

[audio]

[skelebro]

Ah.

[He's heard of the guy, but he ain't talked to him at a whole lotta length. Seems there was a lot going on that he didn't dip his phalanges into. All the better.]

Can't be easy for either of you. I'm sorry, pal.

[audio]

[tongueamok]

Thank you. I only hope that we do not lose to many others who are so vital to this place and our general well-being.

[audio]

[skelebro]

Yeah. Me too.

[Can't fault him for that.]

I'll see you 'round the clinic sometime then, yeah? Frisk too.

[audio]

[tongueamok]

On occasion, perhaps. [Though he's promised he'll take it easy regarding his health.]

I shall inform you when I hear back from Frisk. Until then.

[audio]

[skelebro]

Sure thing, pal.

[On occasion is better than never, right? Except, shit, this means Sans is now...obligated. To do things. To do actual work.

Ah, well. The honeymoon had to end sometime, right?]