[Sans feels a strange relief at the confirmation of October existing in the past. He's--never felt that before. This human stranger acknowledging that something weird is happening is--new? Well, a lot of this is new, he guesses.]

Maybe it's like assigned seating at school and they swap everybody around sometimes. [That's no way to put together a family, but neither is shoving people together with weird fake pictures. But wait, if he's here, and she's here, and he's an adult, and she's an adult, then...] Wait, are we supposed to be...? [Sans finally looks around for the pictures. Yup, there they are. They're supposed to be married.] Wow, sorry 'bout that.