Sans: Did you just.... Eat  his arm?! 

Frisk: Wh-What the heck??

Chara: L-Look, It doesn't matter, we need to keep going..... *The groups starts to walk again, feeling uneasy, Chara stays next to Eliver, they crawl into a vent, then through a room, they each grab onto a hook, that's hanging from the ceiling, once the hooks get across, they drop onto a pile of wrapped body's* Eliver, you just ATE  the arm of Mr. Grabby Hands... And, earlier you were dripping oil from your eye... Are you.... Are you okay...?