Papyrus is a little hesitant about that idea. Because, alright, he's a skeleton, but he does feel a little bit. Glue sticking hair to his bones... How sticky. And itchy.

"It's... a really high road?" He isn't completely sure either, but at least with this uncertainty he has a guess. "That's what I dream of! A way to travel high above the other roads, with scenic vistas soaring by..."