He was eating some type of condiment out of a bottle. Straight from a bottle.
And none of it was dripping through him.
The combination of both the gross lack of etiquette and the lack of dripping...whatever-it-was seemed to be quietly driving Brainy bananas. Sans was treated to the sight of Brainy opening his mouth as if to say something in annoyance, closing it, opening it again, closing it again, and then him doing a little jaw clench that made the veins at his temples throb.
Rather than saying something irritable, he instead drew in a deep breath through his nose and let it out again.
Okay, he was just going to let all that go --
"How?" exploded out of him. "How can you possibly have a sense of taste? You have no tongue or olfactory nerves, ergo a sense of gustation should be impossible. To have a sense of taste, you need tastes buds, as well as neurons and a central nervous system. So how does 'magic'--" quotey fingers "--bypass those biological necessities?"
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And none of it was dripping through him.
The combination of both the gross lack of etiquette and the lack of dripping...whatever-it-was seemed to be quietly driving Brainy bananas. Sans was treated to the sight of Brainy opening his mouth as if to say something in annoyance, closing it, opening it again, closing it again, and then him doing a little jaw clench that made the veins at his temples throb.
Rather than saying something irritable, he instead drew in a deep breath through his nose and let it out again.
Okay, he was just going to let all that go --
"How?" exploded out of him. "How can you possibly have a sense of taste? You have no tongue or olfactory nerves, ergo a sense of gustation should be impossible. To have a sense of taste, you need tastes buds, as well as neurons and a central nervous system. So how does 'magic'--" quotey fingers "--bypass those biological necessities?"
He hated magic. So. So much.