[It actually does seem like Zacharie's getting himself a bit more under control, mostly because he's starting to sound more like the last time he was crashing. Symbols and characters, remnants of code, but still pretty legible.]
black with white on the inside huh?
sounds like a pretty interesting rock.
[He's honestly trying to think of what kind of rock that could possibly be, then--]
[Ah.]
[So that wasn't just a dream. That part was real. How could Sans have known that? How could that just--make its way into his subconscious like that? Dreams are just--they're just your own mind doing its thing. There shouldn't have been--]
"What an idiot," says Frisk and they drive their knee upward into Sans's middle, catching his lower ribs, and he hears the sharp crack before he feels it. Should be dead already. Should be dust, but he's not. He's still here, still alive, and the pain goes on and on and on and on, and he tells them to stop--
"Just like you stopped for me?"
And they break more of him and more of him and more of him and--
[He thinks it's been about ten minutes or so since he even moved.]
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black with white on the inside huh?
sounds like a pretty interesting rock.
[He's honestly trying to think of what kind of rock that could possibly be, then--]
[Ah.]
[So that wasn't just a dream. That part was real. How could Sans have known that? How could that just--make its way into his subconscious like that? Dreams are just--they're just your own mind doing its thing. There shouldn't have been--]
"What an idiot," says Frisk and they drive their knee upward into Sans's middle, catching his lower ribs, and he hears the sharp crack before he feels it. Should be dead already. Should be dust, but he's not. He's still here, still alive, and the pain goes on and on and on and on, and he tells them to stop--
"Just like you stopped for me?"
And they break more of him and more of him and more of him and--
[He thinks it's been about ten minutes or so since he even moved.]
i'm sorry
i don't think i can help you