That's the Great Papyrus, a wonder and convenience to all, except all the times he stops people to monologue coolly at them. Then, maybe he's slightly inconvenient. But not as much as Sans.

He nods agreement to McCree's observation and finishes tightening the the rope for security's sake.

"McCree, huh? I'm Papyrus. Remember the name! Especially when I come back, bearing proof of the lake's mysteries!" He cackles a particularly nyeh heh heh laugh to himself.