She's not quite sure what to make of this. Her tsundere nature is demanding her to lash out... But for some strange reason she's settling with eyeing him suspiciously.

Odd.

"Please."

Just try it.
She'll be matching.

Ask her if she cares.

Go on.
Ask.

Spoiler alert: She doesn't.

spending time with her as well! It was faint, incredibly faint, but she was purring very quietly.

At his request, she closed her eyes, wondering what he was planning.

"So...."

Technically she was making his kokoro go doki-doki!?
A H E M.

Hammann cleared her throat, shifting in her seat and trying her hardest not to react to this new information, but she couldn't help the smile that stretched across her face now. At least she knew for sure now that Sans enjoyed

😤
*MORE FURIOUS SCRIBBLING*

defensive all the time.

It's like he was kryptonite for her natural Tsundere charm or something.

W e i r d.

"Ah...what does it mean... when you start glowing like that? Is it magic?"

Hammann wasn't sure what it was about Sans...maybe it was his cheerful jokester behavior or because he seemed wise beyond his years (not that she knows how old he is exactly, he just seems to be a wise old goofball) but she felt...content around him. Less high strung and with little need to be

As if her longing for him wasn't bad enough as is...

"That kinda stuff doesn't bother Hammann..."

She's a dedicated and loyal little Destroyer.

NANI?!

"W-why?!"