One way they can get along easily is that Sans doesn't notice the cold, either. One of the benefits to not having flesh, he guesses. He watches the snowmen walk off with dull fascination, and then glances distracted back to Elsa when she explains what she knows.

"Bunch of us got turned this time," he explains, bluntly. "Newbies, mostly. Tried to stop 'em, but all of the supervisors ended up getting captured, too. Kind of caught us off guard, I guess."