[color=92278f][b]Frisk | Mood: Still mixed | Tags: Sans[/b]

I stop dead in my tracks when Sans starts talking to me again. I turn around to face him.
"Sure? If he doesn't mean any harm then I don't see why not to." I say in reply to him. How bad could his brother be? I didn't really trust this guy that much yet, but he seemed okay for the time being.
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