Nico's wasn't the first human Sans offered ketchup to, but he was certainly the first to accept. Sans couldn't help feeling immediately more at ease.

Sure, Nico was human. Sure, his soul was heavy with LOVE. But... it could be worse. After all, he could be the kind of guy who turned up his nose at sugary tomato and vinegar paste.

"Me? Nah." Sans chuckles, a little wistful. "Those things have a way of not working out where I'm from. My priorities always went to other things."

It's cryptic, but nevertheless the truth. Hard to stay in a relationship when time was just going to reset itself back to zero again.

"That kid, for example."

Probably shouldn't have said that. Whoops. Sans didn't have a tongue, but ketchup sure had a way of loosening it anyway.