I... I don't know. [There's too much, and he sniffles before reaching a gloved hand up to wipe his cheekbones again.] Maybe I forgot that too. I get a break from knowing everything today! [Sans's apology can be in the form of a semi-graceful escape from apology town. Tomorrow, of course, will be business as usual, where Papyrus knows best. And is hopefully calmed down a little by then. This heightened state had better not be permanent, or they'll both be upset forever.
skeleton conundrum, they don't talk feelings when they're having them OR when they're not