Sans goes quiet for a moment. He got the hint, Gast. He got it a while ago. It's not like he wasn't thinking about it either.

"Who knows."

He gives one more one-armed shrug. At this point, he really didn't know if he was going back. Most of him wanted to doubt it. Everyone else, even his other self, told him otherwise. That's not what he wanted to address, though.

"... And I know. I missed you too. A lot."