I heard the whispering. [Sans's hands work their way into the feathers of his largest wings. With one of his smaller ones partially broken, he's mostly careful to leave that one alone. No pulling, just preening. More self-soothing that Sans doesn't look fully aware of.] I'm sure. I... Could understand some of it. [He doesn't want to admit that even if it has a reasonable explanation. He's not connected to Okpaza, and he's not going to be its messenger. He refuses.] Sorry. I'll warn you before I break anything else.

[Not that he even consciously decided to break the television. It's just acknowledgment more than anything.]