[Whether Sans is abiding by the command or considering the new tone in Keats' voice, he does shut up for a bit. Instead, he clicks his phalanges together absently. Thinking.]

Well, wish I could recommend the extra mile, but I never take that road either. Tolls are insane.

[More silence, more clicking of bone on bone.]

But y'know, guy like MTT, he might be kind of a jerk sometimes. Might be a little self-involved. Might have beef going with like, every other monster to one degree or another, haven't quite sorted out those receipts, but...

[Sans shrugs.]

He's ours, so do right by him. Capiche?