[Sans had a feeling Papyrus was going to take this more seriously than he should, but this feels like a different kind of serious than he was expecting. He shrugs, waving his left hand dismissively. It's obvious, now that both of his arms aren't in his pockets, that he's missing his right hand entirely.]
Then I'll just keep stickin' to Sans. Who're they gonna mix me up with, you?
[That would be ridiculous, they look nothing alike.]
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Then I'll just keep stickin' to Sans. Who're they gonna mix me up with, you?
[That would be ridiculous, they look nothing alike.]