As you approach Sans, he quickly jumps to attention, his eyelights flickering weakly. He squints his eyes, trying to focus on who you are. "State your name," he mutters, his voice rough and tired.
As you approach Sans, he quickly jumps to attention, his eyelights flickering weakly. He squints his eyes, trying to focus on who you are. "State your name," he mutters, his voice rough and tired.
Netwrck 
