I guess we're not. [He shrugs past a family of white bread people with white bread smiles, giving Tim a Look in response.] Could be worse. We could belong here.
[He gives the kid a once over, trying to make heads or tails of his peculiar behavior. He knew more than Sans did, which meant he was useful, but the erratic anxiousness was rapidly setting Sans' teeth on edge. He was spending an awful lot or time with his back to Tim for a guy who seemed deeply unhappy to be here on this walk with him.
When they arrived at the bench, Sans takes a seat and gestures to the empty space beside him.]
no subject
[He gives the kid a once over, trying to make heads or tails of his peculiar behavior. He knew more than Sans did, which meant he was useful, but the erratic anxiousness was rapidly setting Sans' teeth on edge. He was spending an awful lot or time with his back to Tim for a guy who seemed deeply unhappy to be here on this walk with him.
When they arrived at the bench, Sans takes a seat and gestures to the empty space beside him.]
You, uh. You wanna take a load off man?