No. [Sans admits, slowly, after a lengthy pause.] They're not.

[Whether they mean the same thing about choice, or what that choice is, isn't abundantly clear.]

That's why I'm gonna be crystal clear, Pap. [It's a strange dynamic between them, one neither is fully used to yet. Being upfront. Being honest.] They're not friends. I'm pretty sure they mean to kill us, no matter what we do.