[Bill can appreciate some good trauma, and boy is this place full of it. All your friends mashed into one gelatinous blob? His throne or petrified human agony pales in comparison! A few of the 'sticky' spots Alphys left on various surfaces momentarily glow in bright cerulean.]
“OH, I'd say a LOT OF SOMEONE'S ARE HERE. And there- and a smattering of them over there-”
[However many people 'that' technically constitutes as, he'll let you decide. Did having more than one mind mashed into yours mean you were two people? We just don't know! For a moment one of those flowers closes up and reblooms with an gold slitted eye at its base to stare Alphys down, only to close a moment later.]
“THE QUESTION IS, ARE YOU? Not a lot of minds HOLD UP after having stuff like this in em, let me tell ya!”
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“OH, I'd say a LOT OF SOMEONE'S ARE HERE. And there- and a smattering of them over there-”
[However many people 'that' technically constitutes as, he'll let you decide. Did having more than one mind mashed into yours mean you were two people? We just don't know! For a moment one of those flowers closes up and reblooms with an gold slitted eye at its base to stare Alphys down, only to close a moment later.]
“THE QUESTION IS, ARE YOU? Not a lot of minds HOLD UP after having stuff like this in em, let me tell ya!”