Judging by the incredulous and amused expression that comes and goes on Daylight’s face, he’s must certainly saw those weird pickel trees during the gala.

“How did you—“ He laughs, finally realising how Sans got his hands on it. “Oh wow, I really need to drop by your house one of these days. Just to see what the decor looks like.”

After he gets a chuckle out, Daylight clears his throat, trying to look and sound more sincere and serious for this next bit, while he still can, “Also— I’m glad you’re doing okay. After, you know, everything that’s gone down.”