I live with my brother. [Sans sighed out.] It's... kind of a walk. You better tell 'em about this, though.

[Then - he yawns. Despite the sweat on his skull, the weight in his stomach, and the heaviness creeping into his body. Anyone else would probably ask themselves why they felt so tired.

At the same time, it's also not unusual for Sans.]

You, uh... don't mind if I take a nap, do ya...?