"Only what other people have told me." It's weird, talking about it with someone he barely knows, but that's just par for the course with everything, here. "I know a lot of people remember working at it -- remember me working at it. It travels between worlds, and it's probably run by some kind of fae."

He folds his arms, eying Papyrus up and down warily, before he waves a hand, gesturing all around them. "And somehow, it's related to all the shit that's been going on around here lately." Now, he wonders, how much does Papyrus know about that?