Sans lets out an amused sort of laugh at the reply. "good for you. hopefully you get to keep 'em. i know a lady who can patch 'em up, though, if worst comes to worst."

And since he knows such a lady, Sans takes up a muffin and immediately goes digging through it for the usual trap. As he does so, he asks casually: "so, you new around here?" He knows for certain he'd have remembered seeing another skeleton around the place before now. "anyone give you the spiel already?"