Sans isn't sure he understands that. Like, the idea of a true name, sure. But what does she mean it doesn't work right?

The ache in his spine is making it really hard to focus, so he just keeps himself supported on Roman and keeps trudging forward.

"So, he puts his own people down here, too," Sans muses. "Pretty sick stuff."

Roman rumbles and whines, bumping their head against him as their master starts looking faint again.