No electrical...? [Papyrus mulls it over with some skepticism, finger absentmindedly reaching up to scratch his chin. He stops just short of the mask when another pang reminds him of it, then drops hand to his side with a nod instead.] Yeah... Yeah, that's for the best. Security measure that turns off, with a simple power outage? That's no security.

[Not that there's city-smothering snowstorms going on right now, but it's easy to imagine something else taking those power lines down. Strong winds. Rampaging bulls. Construction vehicles run amok.

Kidnappers going in with wire cutters.] Maybe something... with tripwires... [Even as he speaks, it seems overly ambitious. All he really wants to do, this moment, is take a long bath and sleep. He can't even find it in himself to be outraged by the feeling.]