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"This is, uh. It's Jay. Leave a message, and I'll try to get back to you."

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[voice]

[punful]

[He can hear it when it clicks in Jay's mind. He knows too. If he doesn't remember the rest of it, he'll remember that much, at least.]

yeah. and...you, too. i appreciate the discretion.

[He can't help a quiet, relieved sigh. It seems like things have gone better than he expected, for once.]

[voice]

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[Jay nods, before realizing the communicator won't pick it up.]

Yeah.

[If you asked Tim (or the viewers), discretion isn't exactly his strong suit. But this time, he's got enough evidence to know this stuff is dangerous. This is different. He's the one with the information, not the one desperately trying to pry it out of other people.]

[He's still curious. He still wants to know how this happened, even though the majority of the evidence points to Sans's bullshit being pretty far removed from his and Tim's.]

[But now's not the right time to ask.]

You ever manage to get that nap?

[voice]

[punful]

[He chuckles a little.]

yeah, heh. sleeping is the one thing i almost never have trouble with.