At first, Sans presumes Rinzler will leave it at attacked. It's in keeping with his usual frustrating vagueness. Not much he could do about that, not when he's guilty of the same 95 percent of the time.

But Rinzler didn't leave it there. Sans grin stretches to something unnaturally broad. It's the closest thing to a grimace his anatomy allows.

"I just wanted to talk to you, man. But if you keep going on the way you are, welp... It's not gonna be a very pleasant experience for you."