[When she calls out Papyrus ducks his head and fidgets more, downright wringing his hands. There's a hint of wind carrying the words around him, not enough to make the hairs on his neck and back wave, but he feels like they are - because they grow a little longer as he gazes at the memories playing out.]
I-I don't know why, but I can't seem to... turn back.
[A couple of times he shifts his weight as if to try to turn on his heel, but the changed shape of his feet startles him out of the motion. Seems like the only way out is to move closer to the leaves along the path, to turn while walking - but that's not appealing.]
I'm... I stopped, this is an improvement, right? [He knows it isn't, really, but it's at least not going further.]
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I-I don't know why, but I can't seem to... turn back.
[A couple of times he shifts his weight as if to try to turn on his heel, but the changed shape of his feet startles him out of the motion. Seems like the only way out is to move closer to the leaves along the path, to turn while walking - but that's not appealing.]
I'm... I stopped, this is an improvement, right? [He knows it isn't, really, but it's at least not going further.]