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[sciencelizard]

"This is Alphys. Uh, l-leave a message, please!"

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[sciencelizard]

[She gives him a little chuckle in response, trying to smile.]

More, uh, m-more like never a null moment, huh?

[Sorry Metta, she is just like this. Alphys is downstairs without delay, dropping a bag of stuff at the base of the stairs and just... flopping on top of the pile of pillows and sheets and things. Oops.

Her voice is muffled when she speaks, snout pressed into the linens.]

I think I fucked up. Again.

[mttbrandlegs]

Wow, sweetheart. That was definitely a dad joke, you know.

[He says it lightheartedly, attempting to keep the mood somewhat elevated. However, he knows that's not why they're doing this. They weren't shooting the shit. They were talking about something far more real than he quite cared to think about.]

Why would this be on you? Tell me, Alphys. Why would you think this is even remotely your fault?

[He reaches a hand out, resting it on her back and giving her time to answer. She can answer through the entire couch if she wants, or just be quiet. It's all the same to him. He's going to support her no matter what.

That's what friends do.]

[sciencelizard]

[She spent some time here where it was just her and Sans, okay, she picked up a lot of bad habits. But that certainly isn't the focus now and they both know it while Alphys lays there for a few seconds, trying to figure out how to phrase this.

Finally, she tilts her head back up, so her chin is flat but her voice isn't muffled.]

Okay, so, if I t-told you I, um... may have saved one null, in secret to the Gods, and have been keeping it a secret for like, uh, a year...? In that. Uh. Hypothetical situation.

[Sure. Yeah. Okay. She's pointedly not looking at him, but very distinctly at the blank wall ahead, which is probably just more proof that this is not as hypothetical as she says.]