[The pain on his arms and neck, at least, does fade and anything lingering inside of him from when his magic had been ripped away from him. To be honest, he doesn't expect much, but he's willing to let Papyrus give this a try.
Something new comes into the feeling, the chill.
His eyes glow, just a little. A card in his pocket gives a passing tremor.
It isn't gone. Just faded.
Twisted Fate looks at Papyrus and smiles, the expression much warmer than his previous more arrogant ones. He gives his hand a squeeze.]
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Something new comes into the feeling, the chill.
His eyes glow, just a little. A card in his pocket gives a passing tremor.
It isn't gone. Just faded.
Twisted Fate looks at Papyrus and smiles, the expression much warmer than his previous more arrogant ones. He gives his hand a squeeze.]
Thank you.