Green lightly knocked on his own left arm as if to illustrate the presence of his own skeleton.

"No, I have all my bones. Just let me know if you find any others." A pause. "Unless they're part of that guy, Papyrus. Don't take any of his bones."

He did wonder, in the back of his mind, what a clock smelled like, but wasn't sure if that was going to be something that could be explained or quantified.