Sans chuckles and sits up straight. "Okay, okay, you got me, Frisk. Trust me, I understand the... gravity of this situation."

He holds out one bony hand, and a stray rock jumps off the ground to collide with his palm. "It's the power I got from my gem. Some kinda skele-kinesis." Sans will neither confirm nor deny that it's similar to a power he had back home.