"Papyrus." Sans says immediately, reflexively, before remembering that isn't an option. Some of the dust now mingling his was Papyrus'. Where ever he was, he already knew.

Would there be any monster's left by the time this was done? If Sans was a betting man, he'd be sorely tempted to put a few dollars on no.

"... Ratchet, I mean. Guy on Mero Deck. If we still got a Mero deck."