The real downside to this costume--and okay, there's a lot of downsides--but the worst downside is definitely that it doesn't have pockets. Nowhere to stuff his hands. Sucks.

He stays quiet while Alex goes off, staring into the middle distance near Alex's chest, and doesn't move when Alex advances. His expression doesn't change, still just his usual placid smile.

Timelines and secrets and inaction and laziness and hypocrisy. So, the usual stuff. And it sorta brings it back around. Friendship is hard work, a two way street, and Sans so rarely puts in the effort. Half the time he wonders how much longer it's going to be before everyone, here and back home, wises up and realizes that Sans isn't worth the effort either.

"okay."

That's it, then.