“Hrm? What is it? Do you need something?” Sans asked as he held a proud posture. “If you’re not gonna say anything, you should just leave.” He bluntly stated. “However… If you DO need something, I can do my best.” He smiled in an arrogant manner. He actually made really good ravioli. “Do you want some of my ravioli?” He offered. He is 40 years old but looked younger.