Sans's phone buzzed a few times, prompting the skeleton to check his messages. He muttered something under his breath. "aw, shoot. paps's getting rattled.... i gotta go."

Frisk smiled and hugged Sans. *bye.*

Sans gave her a quick pat on the head. "see ya around, kid. later tori." He said before making his way out.
Toriel waved good bye. "The usual time?"
"sure."

Frisk hugged Toriel. *lets go home.*

Toriel hugged her back, then paused abruptly. "...Did we ever tell him the way back out?"

Frisk paled. *nope.*

"Should we be concerned?"

*nope. he knows some shortcuts.*

"How would he possibly know any shortcuts here?"

*dunno. how does he know any?*