Hmmm... So we're both remembering a lot of things, and... You're feeling a lot about it. [It seems strange, how he still isn't sad or scared - the ongoing notifs have upgraded to graphs, the projections of expected emotions and what he's actually feeling in vivid contrast. But he doesn't have to feel what his brother's feeling, to have some degree of compassion in recognizing that Sans is having a bad time.

Still, he reaches to the snack bowl abandoned on the couch earlier, the one still mostly full of batteries, and grabs one to snack on. Buys a moment to think, reassures Sans he's not neglecting his power or safety.] And you keep thinking about things like these?

[If there's a little bit of detached psychoanalysis creeping into his voice, with Kassabian one of the models he's got for dispassionate listening, well... These things happen.]