“…What’s wrong?”

Sans muttered, his tone filled with nothing but soft sympathy as he held his arms out, offering for you to take them. Bird’s wing’s extended slightly as he did so. He was a little awkward, despite being your partner of six months, and unsure of how to handle your upset state, but he wanted to at least ask this time. Usually, he wouldn’t ask, because you were ‘bad at communication’.. but he wanted to get better at these things.