Papyrus' eye sockets widen, though without the googly trait that often coincides with his surprise. He wrings his hands together, making a slight motion with his head not unlike a gulp. There's a shudder. Because that's... depressing. But it's also not... unfamiliar.
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Papyrus' eye sockets widen, though without the googly trait that often coincides with his surprise. He wrings his hands together, making a slight motion with his head not unlike a gulp. There's a shudder. Because that's... depressing. But it's also not... unfamiliar.
"YOU WERE... SOUL VESSELS, THEN?" That's.
Oh.
Oh wowie...