[He's honestly not sure if they're trying to avoid him or not. They don't really seem to be. He's actually not sure of much of anything that's been going on in Wonderland. He's, uh, been sleeping a lot and generally avoiding everyone.]
[He's in the kitchen when they arrive, frying up the last of the pancake batter. There's already a stack on a plate, steaming gently. Sans looks...kind of like shit. He looks exactly like a guy who has spent the past week or so barely even getting out of bed. He's wearing his usual hoodie over an oversized T-shirt that says "World's Best Grandma."]
[He's mildly surprised that the kid shows up so quickly. Well. Maybe they're not avoiding him--or maybe they're just forcing themselves to interact. Kind of like he is.]
hey.
[He's grinning, but he's always grinning. The current one is fairly empty. Meaningless.]
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[He's in the kitchen when they arrive, frying up the last of the pancake batter. There's already a stack on a plate, steaming gently. Sans looks...kind of like shit. He looks exactly like a guy who has spent the past week or so barely even getting out of bed. He's wearing his usual hoodie over an oversized T-shirt that says "World's Best Grandma."]
[He's mildly surprised that the kid shows up so quickly. Well. Maybe they're not avoiding him--or maybe they're just forcing themselves to interact. Kind of like he is.]
hey.
[He's grinning, but he's always grinning. The current one is fairly empty. Meaningless.]
[He gestures at the pancakes with the spatula.]
they're still hot.