Her smile softens, shifting into an expression of remorse. She looks down at the space between him, as though embarrassed about her inability to do as he's asked.

"I'm sorry. I can't. Not yet at least," she looks up at him now, looking just a bit hopeful. "Maybe soon though?"

It all depended on Sans really, and how he acted now that his collar had been undone. She reached a hand out towards him, placing it on his cheek again. Would he lean into this touch too?