"It's a computer," Sans says, moving over to one of the machines and poking at the screen. It's a touch screen apparently. Fancy. "Kinda like the radios, but it does a bunch of other stuff, too. Digital mail. Experimentation. You name it."

Because that seems like what this stuff is for. It's all research equipment.

"Guessing they've been studying Pokemon. Not surprised. Back home we studied humans, so why not..."

Things he probably wouldn't say if he wasn't wasted, but sure.