Sans is very displeased with being singled out to help, and casts Peridot a sideways glance of annoyed commiseration, before sighing loudly and waving goodbye to everyone in the area.

"Welp, gunna get some snacks and a lawn chair while I'm at it. If Peridot is going to blow up a ritual circle and kill everyone here, we may as well enjoy the show while we're at it."