"He's the last Primordial."
Undyne announced it as calmly as she could, even though she already knew the reaction would be severe.
And it was.
"WHAT?"
"Oh no…"
"He's not evil, is he?"
All of the women around them tried to glance at Sam from where they stood, stretching their necks or peering between shoulders, trying to catch even a glimpse of his face or read something, anything, from his expression.
Undyne let out a slow breath before speaking again, knowing this would only get harder the longer it dragged on.
"Let's head to my castle," she said evenly.
"We will be able to explain things there, even if only a little, and you will also be able to ask questions."
"Hah…" Sam grinned, clearly unfazed by the tension around him.
"Sure."
The moment that grin appeared on his face, a visible shudder ran through the crowd.
Several of the women stiffened instinctively, and even Undyne herself felt a chill crawl up her spine.
