If Sans could remember that time Mettaton told him ghosts see souls better than most, he'd 1) hope the garish Hawaiian shirt he's wearing distracts from his scar, and 2) wonder if Mettaton could pick up on the cheeky shit he's pulling right now.

Because he totally is.

"You know. Vague," He said, shrugging. "I dunno, what? You want an essay and citations on the whole thing? I don't remember EVERYTHING I told 'im, ya know?"