[Sans's eyelights, running entirely on magic, can move, although they're dim and hazy. They track the helicopter once it crosses his field of view. Oh, right. Papyrus has the helicopter, and... And cameras, and things. This is probably not the best thing to look at, but even with all his eyes, he can't get a look at himself in full to see what it's like. He didn't consider the angles of the eyes on the wall when he collapsed on the floor. He keeps watching the helicopter, which is as close as he can get to looking at Papyrus right now.]
Mn. Yeah. Hi.
[Sans did end up taking the bones with him, though not intentionally; they were underneath his extra arms when he teleported, and so they went with him. Each has been separated, and while they were neatly organized they scattered everywhere when he fell. Still, everything is accounted for, even if the smallest ones seem to be beginning to crumble to dust.]
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Mn. Yeah. Hi.
[Sans did end up taking the bones with him, though not intentionally; they were underneath his extra arms when he teleported, and so they went with him. Each has been separated, and while they were neatly organized they scattered everywhere when he fell. Still, everything is accounted for, even if the smallest ones seem to be beginning to crumble to dust.]