Undyne leaned over the maps she had spread across the table in front of her. She tapped her finger on a section that had already been taken over. This hadn't been what she thought it would be, taking over the human's world. She didn't feel like the grand hero as she had in the underground.. Not after.. That was one human. It didn't matter. The rest were just as bad.
She moved around different figurines across the board, trying to decide their next move. After a while, her thoughts turned to those the monsters had faced. It was strange... The magic that had sealed them in the underground. All the humans they'd come across so far, none of them had magic of that strength. Perhaps it was multiple humans that had done it? She'd have to talk to Alphys. "Knock knock. You busy Undyne," Sans asked. He stood at the entrance of the tent, holding back the opening flap. "I need to chat with you."

Undyne blinked, looked up surprised then shook her head. "Ah. No. Come on in." She stood up straight and rolled back her shoulders. "Whatcha need?" She sounded weary. There was less pep in her speech than she'd had a month previous.

Sans stepped inside, letting the tent flap fall closed behind him. He walked further into the space. Glowing eyes traced the figurines placed over the maps. "It's about Papyrus," he started quietly.

Undyne looked away. "We can't hide what's going on forever you know. Eventually he's going to catch on." This wasn't exactly a conversation she wanted to have right now.

"That's... ah. What I wanted to talk to you about.." Sans sounded disturbed. "I know I shouldn't have. But I worry about my bro. Yah know. So I ahh.. read this journal he's been keeping since he was little.."

Undyne frowned, sharp teeth jutted out. Her gaze fell on Sans. "It's not... good things is it.." She crossed her arms and sat down in a chair next to the table. Did she want to know?
Sans cleared his throat and kicked at the ground. How could he say this... His brother wasn't oblivious. He knew everything. All the timelines from the past. Everything.. it was just a facade. "He... has a higher kill count than you."

Undyne's expression went blank for a few seconds as she processed the words. She blinked. Once. Twice. Then she burst out laughing. "Hah. Y-you can't be serious? Papyrus? He can't even kill a fly."

Sans wasn't sure whether to be relieved or annoyed that she didn't believe him. He raised his hand to the back of his head. "Haha. Yeah. I.. I'm just ribbin' yah. You got me."
Undyne couldn't help but smile. "Thanks."
Sans went to turn away. "Yeah.." He stopped when Undyne called him softly.

"Sans. I was serious though. He'll have to join the battle sooner than later." "Yeah... I know." With that, Sans left.