"Well..." Papyrus' eyes were foxed on the scene in front of him, one bony hand idly playing with the cigarettes in his hoodie. From one perspective, it seemed as though he was being ever protective, but from another there was every chance he was continuing to discuss things with Aster so that she couldn't interfere. "You've got a friend here. Don't worry about that. Three even. That Human of yours doesn't look like the violent type."<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Sans was almost pouting at the fact that Frisk was dodging all of his attacks. Not only that, but she was making terrible puns!!! He'd had to fight his new friend AND listen to horrible jokes! Surely the worst day ever!!<br/><br/>"Keep still! I have to capture you!" He growled, throwing more attacks in her direction, "And stop with those awful bone jokes! Clearly my brother has been a bad influence on you!!"<br/><br/>His eye sockets glowed with a blue light, "If you don't stop moving, I'll have to use my special attack!"