"Look," Sans began, sounding just a hair less uncertain as he felt. This close to them, it was even easier to sense the waves of confusion and fear radiating off their tiny form. It wasn't the same child. It could be, but... for now, they weren't.

Sans had to hold onto that.

"I dunno what's going on. Things are different here. Between you and me, I think there are some, ah... determined individuals aboard that might outclass you." Not that Sans knew about Chara yet; there were plenty of others coming to mind. "Whatever it is, I need you to tell me what you remember. I'm only workin' with one timeline's worth of memories over here. I know we don't really know each other, or hell maybe we do, but can you help a guy out?"