With little Hannah close to him, Sans kept a very close eyesocket on her as well as held her hand, not daring to lower his guard one bit. However, he wasn't returning to Snowdin since it was still dangerous, but then again, he could still use those shortcuts to get around. Before long, there were echoes within the Ruins as if someone was coming their direction..(with Debbie please)
As the echos grew louder Hannah tensed, it sounded like there were three feet on them. Maybe it was Ringmaster again. It filled her with a sense fo dread until-
The elderly woman was trying to work out a puzzle, pausing as she heard the familiar voice. Her soft brown eyes lit up as she spotted the little girl, hurrying over towards them. Hannah managed to pull away a few feet from Sans to be swept into a tight embrace, cane clattering to the side.
“Oh thank god… thank god thank god you’re alright… my little angel darling baby. I thought the worst!” the elderly woman breathed, ignoring the shaking of her knees. Raising her head slightly the stranger caught sight of sans, a warm smile on her face, “Have you been watching out for my Granddaughter?”