You'd know, not me. [Sans lives in, arguably, an underworld, but not The Underworld. Definitely not one ruled by this lady. But he's in that picture? That other human must be him, then. Weird. He'd like to take a closer look at it. Maybe if the-Queen-who-Tramples-Some-Mountain-Mistress-of-Whatever-Death-Goddess throws it at him.] I know I didn't take any pictures with you. Maybe someone's messing with us.
[Since by now Sans is pretty convinced she doesn't want him here.]
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[Since by now Sans is pretty convinced she doesn't want him here.]