"Heh... dunno why I asked." Sans chuckles, more to himself than Rinzler. He's still not entirely sure if the man registered him at all.

"But if you can, just... do me a solid and tell someone what happened to me." It's a gargantuan effort, but Sans manages to briefly lift his hand, watching it crumble in front of his sockets. "We don't leave corpses, so."