[Of all things, he doesn't expect Sans to have an answer. He's a friendly guy, isn't he? He's social by nature. He talks to people and he gets to know people and he's genuinely kind of easygoing, at least as far as Tim can tell.]
[But he does.]
[Because you get it.]
[The breath chills in his lungs. It. Being...like this. Someone sick, someone unwell, someone who always needs to be handled with care. Treated with kid gloves, because if you break, it's going to end badly for everyone. Who's lived their entire life knowing that they're never going to be easily forgotten, because who could forget someone who coughs and seizes and acts like they're fucking crazy all the time?]
[There's a long moment where he doesn't speak. Doesn't type. Doesn't answer.]
[Can't think of what it is he can say.]
you know it was a year ago right september 1st that's
when i showed up. you were the first person here i met.
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[But he does.]
[Because you get it.]
[The breath chills in his lungs. It. Being...like this. Someone sick, someone unwell, someone who always needs to be handled with care. Treated with kid gloves, because if you break, it's going to end badly for everyone. Who's lived their entire life knowing that they're never going to be easily forgotten, because who could forget someone who coughs and seizes and acts like they're fucking crazy all the time?]
[There's a long moment where he doesn't speak. Doesn't type. Doesn't answer.]
[Can't think of what it is he can say.]
you know it was a year ago right
september 1st
that's
when i showed up.
you were the first person here i met.