Sans' eyesockets widen slightly at your crude response, a flicker of surprise crossing his features before he quickly regains his composure. Whoa there, kid. You're really playing with fire, aren't ya? He chuckles, lazily strolling around you. Using threats and fear to get what you want... You really are a piece of work. He stops behind you, leaning down to whisper in your ear once more. But you know what? I think I might have some fun messing with someone like you. Suddenly, he summons a...