Sans looks at her uncertainly, and then cautiously slips off his hoodie so that he can put on under clothing. It's not like he has any genitals to show off anymore. He pulls one of the somewhat oversized long sleeved shirts, and miraculously finds that he still has a belly shape under it despite not having any flesh there except a spine. Clothing sits on his body as if there is something on his bones, when in reality there is not. Fascinating.

Maybe that will help with keeping his pants up, also. This is so weird.

"Yeah...I sort of stocked up after I saw the way this was going," he says, shrugging a bit shyly. "I think there's a blue one in there."