[Her urgency strikes him and Papyrus recoils like a cat, hopping back from the vial.]
Oh god?? Worse how???
[Is it like a baking soda volcano, because he does not want to risk adding sugar only for it to billow up and spill over his hands. Scrubbing that stuff out from between his bones sounds like an even worse time than dodging the occasionally flung vial.]
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Oh god?? Worse how???
[Is it like a baking soda volcano, because he does not want to risk adding sugar only for it to billow up and spill over his hands. Scrubbing that stuff out from between his bones sounds like an even worse time than dodging the occasionally flung vial.]