"How would I know? Everything about you doesn't make sense. You might have a tongue or something similar to tastebuds inside there." #itsmagic, remember?

But he takes the lollipops, trying not to flinch when his fingers brush against Sans's finger bones. "What flavor is it?" he asks, pocketing one while looking over the remaining one with all the curiosity of a child that's been given a new toy.