Hey Sans.. Ya doin' ok? How's Aliza and Paps?
“as well as can be expected, since we’re trapped, slowly starving to death, going insane, and eating our old friends just to survive. how are you? torn anyone’s face off recently? lost any limbs? saw someone else’s face in a mirror? no?”
He sneers, picking at the hole in his face.
“how fortunate for you.”