Ugh. [The tone is that of a deeply, horribly, affectionately annoyed Papyrus. If he had any lingering doubts about whether or not this is really Sans, or someone pretending... Well, they're not completely completely gone, but wow. That negative self-talk deflection disguised as a pun is his brother, all over.]
Please, don't feel pressured to contribute that kind of joke. Your captive audience thanks you. [A wry tone, scrounged up from somewhere, as Papyrus glances up at the ceiling.]
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Please, don't feel pressured to contribute that kind of joke. Your captive audience thanks you. [A wry tone, scrounged up from somewhere, as Papyrus glances up at the ceiling.]