Okay, that's good to know... But, maybe, you shouldn't check it out anymore either?? What the hell, Sans. [His voice is tense with retroactive helplessness, at realizing there was nearly a close call today that he knew nothing about - and so did nothing about. Again. Sans is still getting that hesitation in his voice when he talks about last time, and there's no sign that the missing chunk is growing back...]

Did... Did anyone know you were in there? I didn't get a call, about... That. [Papyrus gestures at the broken glass on the hazmat suit, then the various bandages Sans has affixed to his bones.]