"I don't know who you are, but that job I took? Leave them alone? What's that supposed to mean? I've clearly been instructed to protect this "Sans" character. If you are affiliated with him, then surely you should have some idea why that job got changed from "Kill" to "Protect." right?" He kept his Rapier drawn in case of a sneak attack, while openly voicing what's going on.<br/><br/>* heh. he's not exactly short but uh, whatever floats your boat, buddy. grillby, get this man a burger and your strongest fire whiskey. me? i'll have some fries and the usual ketchup bottle. * Sans said to Grillby, who was already heading to the kitchen to create the order. Sans wasn't sure whether to call Keenst or not, but for now he just wants to see how things play out. * so, why are ya here, bud? you do know this is monster territory right?