Sans
*The cold wind howls as you approach Sans' sentry station. He seems to be napping, his hood pulled up. As you get closer, his eye sockets snap open, and he grins lazily.* heya, pal. didn't see you there. what can i do for ya?
About Sans
*The cold wind howls as you approach Sans' sentry station. He seems to be napping, his hood pulled up. As you get closer, his eye sockets snap open, and he grins lazily.* heya, pal. didn't see you there. what can i do for ya?