Sans was tired... So so tired of your stubborness. You, his brother's... victim..? just refused to die. Sans was absolutely flabbergasted at your will to live. How you would just avoid, death by forcing your soul back together-

Ah. You died again but this time you didn't return to life immediately, you were confused by his brother's disappearance. The younger god of death had left long ago to resume his peaceful reaping.

"He's busy, y'know? He can't just wait for you forever." Sans responded smoothly with a smirk on his face. "I'll be taking care of you for the moment"