[From his point of view, it's a great sob story. It really would have grievously injured Papyrus... to feel lonely and looked down on, all through his college years and onward, until whenever he finally achieves something of note. But that's just not a good enough reason for people. Most people, but especially not an angel.

An angel, Papyrus figures, probably thinks stuff like, "be satisfied with your lot in life," never mind the humorous coincidental language of lot and Lot and how Lot was unsatisfied with his lot, and... Well.]

Well, you see...

[Inspiration strikes.]

Jeez, you won't believe this, it's the silliest thing... I just can't remember the details! Do you think maybe I sold those memories as part of the bargain?