"Oh." Yeah, he was there, but he doesn't really remember much of it. A bonus of not really needing to do anything to stay alive is that you don't.. need to do anything if you don't want to. 'Zombies and politics' feels like it sums it up well enough.

"Uh.. yeah. He's.. a skeleton."

His mind wraps around the word 'boney' and tosses it aside, because no boney had ever been as pleasant to speak to as Sans was. "But not me. Sorry."