Does Aliza know about the "shed" after all its right next to the house she must have atleast heard the monsters in there.
Sans snorted, sending you a sideways look of bored sarcasm.
“i’m not stupid enough to let them make a ruckus, or work on them while she’s awake. no need for those kind of scars… she’s got enough already. she knows what i do in there, though. she’s a bright girl. she’s just not interested in knowing the specifics… or seeing it. one day… when i get close to falling… she may have to take over for me; i’ll be too weak, and pap… well. he can’t. but that’s then. she’s just a kid, now. she shouldn’t have to deal with that. …bad enough that she’s here at all.”
How would sans react if Aliza ever got a boyfriend?
Sans’ smile tightened, a growl rumbling in his chest, before he quieted, forcibly shutting his whole socket in a clear attempt to calm himself.
“bound to happen one day. ’s just the way of things… but its also not happenin’ for a good long while. so lets just hold off on the speculation, huh? she’s fifteen.”
Really, Flowey's still that tough? Damn, real shame Frisk isn't around. Then again, none of this would be happening if SOMEONE didn't go off script and stick his non-existent nose where they didn't belong. How come you didn't let the tiny little child fight the sociopathic weed with the incomplete powers of a god back then, Sans? Why did you choose then to give a crap about the kid?
Sans’ expression hardened, a snarl curling his upper lip line over viciously sharp fangs… before all will left him, dropping his shoulders and sapping everything but regret and guilt from his expression.
“…i know it’s my fault. the divergence. i know what i did fractured the timeline, and sent us in a new direction that it never had before. i just… i was angry. furious with her, after what she’d done to my brother. i didn’t know she was possessed then. i didn’t know she had no control. all i knew was that i didn’t trust her, and i didn’t believe that she would spare asgore and stay with us, like she claimed she was going to… so i followed her to the barrier. i was ready to stop her, if she stepped out of line again. i was ready to… to kill her. instead… the flower killed the king, and would have taken the souls too if i hadn’t done something. so i stepped in. i knew i was breaking script, but… i couldn’t just stand there. again. …i’d already let my brother die once, let the others suffer. i had to.”
Has Aliza gotten seriously hurt at all?
Sans’ expression shrank, at the seemingly innocuous question, stilling and, if you weren’t mistaken, wincing in pain.
“…not since she fell. she broke her arm, really badly… and it had half healed when she got to me. i had to… it would have crippled her, if i left it… i had to… rebreak it. to set it. …i’ll never forget that sound. breaking my own child’s bones…”
He looked both sickened and wretched at once, and turned on his heel to disappear into shadow without preamble.