[Ordinarily, they would smile and nod knowingly. Just stick to agreement that knitting is a great way to switch off for a bit, teasing quips about how Sans doesn't even have an on switch, wry remarks about how the only career they're cut out for is worm food. Ordinarily, they'd pretend to be following along, because they know everything an adult knows. They're clearly totally definitely just as smart as a guy with a literal fuckign PhD, you guys.

Alas, then, that this is still a forced honesty event.]

I don't even know what an engineer does, [they confess, looking kind of mortified at themself. Their cheeks going even redder than usual, they add:] I just thought they drove trains.

[You see "engineer" in the picture books and cartoons, at least, and that's what it involves. Doesn't seem all that sciencey at all.]

I mean... I guess I could drive a train if I really put my mind to it. I got to drive the Mako for a little bit, once.