[ He doesn't answer at first. Belphegor stands up and brushes a hand over his face--the marker ink disappears; with a flick of the wrist his clothes are suddenly dry, too, the displaced water soaking into the concrete at his feet. ]
Why should I?
[ He seems completely unfazed by the fact that Sans and Undyne likely killed him several times over in the past half hour. ]
no subject
Why should I?
[ He seems completely unfazed by the fact that Sans and Undyne likely killed him several times over in the past half hour. ]