[video - ask a gentern if zydrate is right for you.]

[purpleknee]

As backwards as this place is, at least you're not using coin. That kind of economy never made a lot of sense to me. You don't even really seem like you're bartering at all! That's more than a little strange.

[Or maybe he just thinks he deserves a lot, when he's this far away from his heart. Hmn. A possibility, to be sure.]

However, since that's the case, I really don't see what the point is in working for an organization like the clinic. Why would I want to go work for someone else when I've been doing just fine on my own for years? Where I'm from, I'm one of just two menders, and I've had plenty of practice.

[He never even completed his training, but shhh.]

Has anyone from your great clinic recreated half a brain before? I doubt it. I have. So feel free to stop by the better healer whenever you like. I'm usually around the library trying to find something that isn't garbage, if you've, I don't know, got your fingers chewed off, or something.

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[purpleknee]

So it's not about what he could tell me, it's about what he would tell me.

[Rude... With a little bit of stubborn reluctance, he flips the book around.]

There. That looks pretty much like you, right?

[He is pretty good at drawing, after all. Little notes are scribbled based on their conversation and Warrick's internal music son the application of magic to bones. It's...possible there's a line somewhere about the possible fragility of Sans's bones, but at least there doesn't seem to be any real intent behind that note. Just a thought.]

I would say you've been helpful to me, incidentally. Much better than the rest of the people here.

[skelebro]

[Sans inspects the drawing without a terribly practiced eye, but it looks near enough like him - all rounded edges an soft arches. Yep. Seems about right.]

Really captured my likeness, I'd say. And hey, fuhgeddaboutit. I hear that I'm real helpful.

[Actually no, he's quite the opposite and he knows it. But he can obfuscate like a pro, so same diff right?]

[purpleknee]

[yes praise him]

I'll have to keep an eye out for another skeleton. You could try looking for a purple girl, but Selva's not here right now. Unless she's doing a very good job of hiding. Which is possible. [From him, maybe, because he was back to being heartless and that affected her, too. He wouldn't want to be around him if he was her, either.]

[skelebro]

I've heard I'm real good at keepin' eyesockets out for folk. I'll give ya ring if I see her, how's that?

[He shuffles to his feet, locking hands together so he can stretch them above his head with the satisfying pop-pop-pop of escaping gases.]

[purpleknee]

I'd appreciate it. And since I like you so far, I'm going to reiterate her transmutation magic. She might not be okay when she comes here -- Ozma knows I'm not. I feel like she'd think you'd make a good pair of tennis shoes. Maybe a bowtie.

[the chopper twins are not okay]

[skelebro]

[He pauses at that little tidbit. Bone shoes. Bone-tie. Okay. He is - sure not gonna approach her directly then.]

Noted.

[What a disarmingly light tone for the implicit threat of death.]

[purpleknee]

[To be fair, Selva's magic isn't a death sentence -- even for someone with as low HP as Sans. Just...hope you enjoy being an accessory until she levels out.]

Good! Anyway, I'm done now, so you can go if you want.

[Clearly Warrick's agenda is More Important???]

[skelebro]

[Sans fires off a two-fingered salute with one hand as he exits at a leisurely pace that might be more indicative of someone taking a roundabout, exploratory meander.

But as soon as he exits the library proper, he's gone again.]