[It is Sans. He looks... well. Older. And as Alphys looks at him, there's something that really doesn't feel right. The last time she'd seen him was a couple months ago, when he'd dropped by the lab to say hi. Just one of his usual periodic visits to keep in touch and chit-chat. He hadn't been weird like this then, had he?]
N-No. [she stops. oh, right - the water.] Um, I mean, yes. I am. I'm going to.
[The glass of water on the bar is still full.
As silence threatens to fill in the next conversation beat, she fidgets in her seat again.]
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N-No. [she stops. oh, right - the water.] Um, I mean, yes. I am. I'm going to.
[The glass of water on the bar is still full.
As silence threatens to fill in the next conversation beat, she fidgets in her seat again.]
...I g-got here earlier. In that glowy room...