Papyrus had seen cities before, but this was something else. Dizzyingly tall buildings, heavy traffic, people absolutely everywhere. It was amazing and exciting and he wasn't even slightly upset at the old woman who shouted at him in words he didn't understand when he took a step backwards right onto her foot. He apologized and wished her a good day and kept right on trucking.

He just wanted to race cars and see the city, and maybe bring back a gross plate of junky grease for Sans. Niko's instructions jarred him out of his planning, and he nodded eagerly.

"Quick! Dirty! Got it! And don't worry, I wouldn't bring a weapon."