She couldn't help but notice when she first saw him. The bandages were a giveaway.
For a moment, the ice behind Elsa cracks and splinters along the trailer wall. It even seems to turn gold, though perhaps that was just the reflection of the carnival lights outside. Her train ripples in an unfelt wind before Elsa takes a deep breath through her nose and breathes back out through her lips.
"Sorry." For what part? Not being here, too? For Sans getting hurt, or making him talk about it? For the new recruits getting turned into vampires? For letting her anger catching her off guard? It's hard to find something more specific to say than that, though it's a paltry offering.
"Is... is there anything that can be done for that?"
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For a moment, the ice behind Elsa cracks and splinters along the trailer wall. It even seems to turn gold, though perhaps that was just the reflection of the carnival lights outside. Her train ripples in an unfelt wind before Elsa takes a deep breath through her nose and breathes back out through her lips.
"Sorry." For what part? Not being here, too? For Sans getting hurt, or making him talk about it? For the new recruits getting turned into vampires? For letting her anger catching her off guard? It's hard to find something more specific to say than that, though it's a paltry offering.
"Is... is there anything that can be done for that?"