It's a bad day. One of the days that he'd never even bother getting out of bed, except this time it...it just came on so suddenly. And it's coupled with enough nostalgia that he's got this stupid need to wander, which isn't like him. He mostly just wanders around the duck pond, like--hell, like maybe they're just hiding in some of the reeds and are gonna jump out at him. Scare him out of his skin, heh.

It's stupid. Goddamn stupid. They're never coming back. None of them are. It's the Reset, and he's always known it was coming. He's been ready for it the whole time he's been here.

He thought he was ready for it.

He hears singing nearby, broken and frightened. He's wallowing out here, humming to himself and sinking lower and lower, and this...this at least is a distraction, whoever it is. If he can just talk to someone else, turn the subject to someone else's distress, then he can stop thinking about himself for a little while. It always makes things easier. Turn the focus outward.

So he follows the voice, and is only mildly surprised when he spots Jay pointing a camera into the woods, seemingly debating with himself whether he wants to go in or not. Sans tries to make a bit more noise than usual as he approaches. He's no longer a fan of scaring people all the damn time.

He doesn't recognize the song, but he hasn't recognized most of the songs he's sang or heard this event.

"well, uh."

Probably not the best way to announce himself. He scratches the side of his skull.

"i dunno if getting more lost would help ya there. might wanna stay out of the woods at least until daylight."