Sans is fortunate to not have physical eardrums, which means that while this is uncomfortably loud, he doesn't have any bits inside his head holes that are capable of exploding from sheer force. So, a bit more leisurely than Lambert may feel is appropriate at the moment, he pulls out a small packet of Pokebeans and holds them out.

"Hey batty, I got some beans," he says, raising his voice just a bit, to travel over the screaming. It takes a few more seconds, but the Noibat lands on a shelf across the room, looking around the room - shaken and confused.

Sans looks at Lambert.

"See? Everybatty loves beans."