"What? Right now? Um, okay..." Papyrus glances around them, noting where his things are. Nothing essential, nothing he can't come back to get, when Sans looks like he might teleport out of sight the moment his brother really turns away.

He pushes himself back to his feet, and tries to smile reassuringly. At least the height difference between them is back to normal, that's... something.

"How about, I come with you? Two sets of eyes are better for checking on... things."