[Scout swipes her sleeve over her sweaty forehead, and smiles. ...she'd really liked the last Warden and it's definitely surprising who succeeded her.]
Sans! Hey.
[She'd thought when she first met him that he was a Givin, one of the skeleton-looking species which usually had faces shaped like tragedy, and which were wild about math; they greeted people by presenting each other with equations to solve. So she'd tried that, Scout's good at math.]
I heard a new one. You wanna hear it?
[Last time she was here she would have been all over a chance to talk about how this is way easier than living in the Temple and she had to maintain her edge. Now she's deflecting.]
no subject
Sans! Hey.
[She'd thought when she first met him that he was a Givin, one of the skeleton-looking species which usually had faces shaped like tragedy, and which were wild about math; they greeted people by presenting each other with equations to solve. So she'd tried that, Scout's good at math.]
I heard a new one. You wanna hear it?
[Last time she was here she would have been all over a chance to talk about how this is way easier than living in the Temple and she had to maintain her edge. Now she's deflecting.]