[Weak, but there's an effort being made, and it's another relief upswing in the whiplash of these last several minutes. Is it obvious, when Papyrus's surprised static is more of a laugh than distress? Surely it shows in his face, anyway.]

Of cour-se I was, I'm al-ways righ-t.

[A little forced, but pushed it out fast enough to not let the joke go flat and awkward. He keeps a pained smile up as he sits back down - close enough to lean against, if Sans wants. Takes a little more time, as he had through the maybe super ill-advised investigation, to connect syllables more smoothly.]

However... in light of, your hard work... and injury. I am waiving all my lectures, about exercise, in favor of... getting some rest.