Sans trekked back theough the snow with an unconscious human in his arms. He got back, setting them down on the couch near the roaring fire. He used his own coat to cover them since the human was found laying unconscious in the snow. What would they say when they woke up to find a short, stout skeleton with a permanent grin. "Heh, hey there kid. Take it easy - guess you were bone tired. Heh, get it?"