"Huh? Lost you...?" Papyrus tilts his head, briefly puzzled by the question. "Oh. Right, there's no spikes here. And your world probably doesn't have them..."

It had made perfect sense to him, just a simple, relatable anecdote about deadly spike puzzles. Life experience anybody might have, especially if they were from... around the Ruins, or Snowdin. Underground.

He shakes his head at himself this time, briefly. Not in a hard on himself way, of course, that wouldn't help anything or anyone! But he spares a few seconds feeling silly. It's been months and months since he's even seen a puzzle. Making this clothes to feel more at home is working more effectively than he ever expected it to.

"Cultural differences, huh? I just meant, sometimes you do things the hard way, before you learn to do them the easy way."