[But Sans already knows he knows, and here they are, in this awkward as fuck conversation. Great.]
Depends on how you define lucky. [Would it be easier to not know - to start fresh? Or would it torment him, knowing how easily memories can be messed with, given Epsilon?]
[Would he even remember Epsilon?]
[He's...honestly not sure whether that would be better or worse-]
[And Sans completely and thoroughly derails that train of thought by sticking his entire hand in his eye socket.]
[Right. Skeleton. Jesus fucking Christ.]
[Thank God for his poker face. He blinks a few times, then shrugs.]
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[But Sans already knows he knows, and here they are, in this awkward as fuck conversation. Great.]
Depends on how you define lucky. [Would it be easier to not know - to start fresh? Or would it torment him, knowing how easily memories can be messed with, given Epsilon?]
[Would he even remember Epsilon?]
[He's...honestly not sure whether that would be better or worse-]
[And Sans completely and thoroughly derails that train of thought by sticking his entire hand in his eye socket.]
[Right. Skeleton. Jesus fucking Christ.]
[Thank God for his poker face. He blinks a few times, then shrugs.]
Well, you do like to act like a bonehead.
[It's fine! Everything's fine.]