He shrugs, looking unhappy and even more concerned. It seemed Papyrus was as clueless as the rest of them. Whether that was a sign that Sans was too evasive, or that Papyrus didn't have a clue he wasn't sure. Probably a bit of both if he thought about it.

"He never really says... He doesn't tell anyone anything." he rests his elbows on the table, slumping over and staring sadly into the distance. It's overdramatic, but Psi's never been good at hiding his feelings. When people he knows suffer, he feels that suffering too. It reminds him too much of his past, seeing people hurting and lost like that.

"I thought since you were family, maybe you being here would help." Perhaps though, it only made Sans even angrier. Joker had been ever more paranoid since Snake's arrival, with Sans could it be the same? Was he even more anxious now that he had Papyrus to worry about? Psi can't relate to the feeling, his home was just as dangerous if not more deadly than the carnival. If his friends appeared, he'd actually feel they were better off for it.

He rests his forehead in his hand, sighing in frustration.

"He was talking to me, about how he felt bad because of this vampire stuff, and I just shouted at him and ran away."

He was so stupid sometimes. He really was a worthless pathetic troll.

"I'm sorry I probably just made things worse."