"I've slept better, but I've slept much worse than this." She offers dryly back, though she doesn't seem particularly bothered by Sans calling her out on this. She has to admit she is too tired to brush it off.

"...I see." Now she has to wonder what the young man told Sans. She lurches back to lay on the floor. It isn't polite, but... she doubts Sans cares about politeness. "If you wish."