[ What can he say? He may be total rubbish with stuff like healing magic unlike some other monsters, but laughter makes good medicine. And nobody expects too much of a slob who's only good for really bad jokes.

Well, except the guys in charge around here, they were pretty quick to land him with a job.

Can't complain, though, saved him the trouble of job-hunting, and he's gotta pay rent eventually. Sans slouches back against the railing, letting that prop him up, canting his skull indolently to keep watching Terra as they converse. If he looked any more comfortable, he might be asleep. ]

Eh... I was still too surprised to pay much attention. Seein' the sky for the first time is a pretty big deal. [ He shuts an eye socket at him. ] I'm a simple guy. Even the revelation that we weren't too far off on the many-worlds interpretation kinda paled in comparison.

What'd they tell you?