[He shrugs, briefly but with enough motion to be visible to what he's found average human perception catches - watchful Sans will surely catch the deliberateness of it.]

No, I really don't mind. I promise! Maybe I normally would... [He's pretty certain he normally would, going by his memories and the framework's projections of his norms.] But right now, well. Minding seems like one of the feelings I'm not really feeling. I'm fine. [The fine Papyrus again, except he's more sincerely amused when he chuckles about it.]