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[Okay, so maybe Sans has been tailing Sayori a little. He's not sure if trailing people is starting to be a bad habit or if he's just falling back into old forgotten ones, but at least with the network and their now-resumed joke trading he knows they're friends. And now, watching Sayori try to deal with what Sans is sure are her own journals being possibly bought by someone else, something flashes into Sans's head: Sayori's too nice to grab those from that guy.

But Sans--Well, Sans closes the distance in an instant and straight up trips him.]

Hey, sorry about that, buddy, this stall's pretty marrow. Hey, you dropped these. [Sans shoves some different books into the anteater's arms.]