Y- yeah. [Better. It doesn't really hide the fact that he feels like shit, though, does it? She can't imagine how he feels- she literally can't. If he's upset at her, or just aching all over, or having some sort of... internal crisis because, damn, there's one more time traveler in Wonderland. And when he fought her mirror, she hurt him... maybe he sees her like that, now.

She actually reaches out and touches his arm.]

Sans, wait, seriously... are you okay? Are you... I dunno, hella pissed at me? I wouldn't blame you if you got your rage on or...

[She trails off, worry etched on her face, pulling back her hand slowly.]