Really wishing he still had a head right now. The light bobs behind the curtain in lieu of a nod and wow he can't even point to his body. This is worse than even just being a ghost!!

"in the name of my creative endeavors, alfy recently equipped my ex-form with synthetic tears. it..." He is not going to admit to Sans that a cutesy ride about ghosts made him cry and break himself. It's not happening. "it malfunctioned last night." Thank goodness he wasn't in it! Also something he does not plan on explaining. It was nice to show Papyrus because he trusts and loves him dearly, but to be trapped like this?? "i tried to contact alfy, but she's attending to other matters."

Ugh, how do you even begin with something like this? It's like instructing someone how to do your autopsy! The light dims and something small pushes up against the curtain like it's trying desperately to point at the broken rectangle. "i think the tears must have fried out my systems, but i'm not sure and i can't possibly look myself. the top lights on either side of my display are actually buttons; pressing the both of them at once should trigger the manual release so you can examine the damage."