Thank goodness she didn't have that ability, then. She's powerful enough as is, and nobody wants to accidentally poison anyone.

When Chandra laughs at something about his reply, he smiles more widely, cheekbones squishing up at the edges of his mouth. Distraction routine not quite intended, but successful all the same! That's an accomplishment.

His eyesockets don't squish up with the smile, though. Especially with the turn of the conversation directly after. The mist. Dorchacht...

"I heard that it sucked! Lots of people complained. But, uh... it really wasn't very different?"

Papyrus tugs at his shirt collar a little, grimacing through the increasingly forced smile. So much better than a magic controlling collar. He should probably regret having missed the trip more than he does. His ideals say, he needed to see for himself and make a difference. But boy.

"The dream was a terrible experience... I'm glad things aren't as terrible there now. Even if it's at the cost of Aefenglom being a little more terrible."