Kneeling down to be eye level and rested hands on either side of Sans's face, thumb stroking over a cheek bone idly.]
DOES THAT MATTER, SANS? IF IT'S SOMETHING YOU WANT TO DO STILL, ACT UPON IT. ONLY IF YOU TRULY WANT TO, AND IF YOU DON'T IT ISN'T WASTED POTENTIAL.
IT IS YOUR CHOICE, NOTHING MORE AND NOTHING LESS. I WOULD BE MORE THAN HAPPY FOR YOU TO COME DOWN HERE AND WORK ON THINGS AT MY SIDE, BUT ONLY IF YOU WANTED TO.
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I NEVER THOUGHT I'D BE ABLE TO STEP INSIDE OF A LAB LIKE THIS AGAIN.
[Soft spoken, drifting along almost as a hand slid over a workbench. Various tools and parts already there, as if they had always been.]
OF COURSE EVEN I WONDER WHY IT'S HERE.
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[For completely different reasons.]
i dunno how it got here, this place is strange.
[And that says a lot, coming from an ambulatory skeleton made of magic.]
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... Even by Void standards.]
It may be interesting to find a few projects to perform here.
[Picking up a few papers from a stack. Huh.
Notes.]
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[There's a nervous laugh.]
i'm, uh, i'm so out of practice, though. i've probably forgotten everything you taught me.
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[He lost count of how long he was ripped apart and spread across so many different timelines.
Things.]
If you wanted, you could re-learn. Or simply come down and spend some time with me if I'm down here.
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of course i want to.
[The "but..." was left unspoken.]
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BAD MEMORIES?
[For a few reasons, spoken in a way to say he understood. So he hoped.
He heard that "but".]
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...
i'm not a scientist anymore, dad.
[But, did that really matter? He still loved science, you could see it in the way his eyelights lit up when the topic of science came up.]
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Kneeling down to be eye level and rested hands on either side of Sans's face, thumb stroking over a cheek bone idly.]
DOES THAT MATTER, SANS? IF IT'S SOMETHING YOU WANT TO DO STILL, ACT UPON IT. ONLY IF YOU TRULY WANT TO, AND IF YOU DON'T IT ISN'T WASTED POTENTIAL.
IT IS YOUR CHOICE, NOTHING MORE AND NOTHING LESS. I WOULD BE MORE THAN HAPPY FOR YOU TO COME DOWN HERE AND WORK ON THINGS AT MY SIDE, BUT ONLY IF YOU WANTED TO.
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i... i don't know how much help i'll be anymore.
[Stop putting yourself down, Sans.]
but, uh, of course i want to.
[There was no unspoken "but" this time]
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[Gaster believed in his little potato bean, grown as he was.]
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That, and I'm rather glad we found out what had changed within my room.
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a secret lab behind your bookshelf, that's pretty damn cool, dad.
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[Slowly pushing himself back up onto his feet, a hand placed against that workbench for a little brace.
Not like he'll be doing something unsafe to be walked in on, right.]
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[His eyesockets scrunch up]
you're not... planning anything already, are you, dad?
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[Not anything solid at least, laughing faintly.]
It's been a while, I would need to start slow. Something small.
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Or something like that.
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i thought you said you were rusty!
[Though it was probably child's play for a scientist of his father's caliber, even with several years of rust.]
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[Safe enough was right. It wasn't anything dangerous if he did slip a little.]
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i can't argue with that.
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It can even be left to sit! So I won't spend hours all at once on it.
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we should probably make sure everything's in working order before doing anything, first.
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Even if it appears similar to some of the far earlier designs...
[They weren't strangers to steam powered things.]
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