You worked so hard for the chance to be Frisk again. It's... funny, huh?
[A name that was only recovered at the very last moments of the very last timeline. ...It's not funny at all. LOVE still lurks in them; they think if they decided not to feel guilty about scribbling their name over top of Frisk's, then they wouldn't feel a thing.
They choose to dig for that guilt, and hold it tightly.]
When you say "we," Frisk...
I don't know what happens either. But... I think Sans does. I think he's... seen more timelines than we have.
[Even the end isn't the end, he tells them, and it's enough to make Chara's wavering hold on their overblown emotions crumple like paper. Later, he asks them if this version of them ever got past him. Ha. This version. He sees the Real Knife, and clutches at his chest like he recalls something.]
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[A name that was only recovered at the very last moments of the very last timeline. ...It's not funny at all. LOVE still lurks in them; they think if they decided not to feel guilty about scribbling their name over top of Frisk's, then they wouldn't feel a thing.
They choose to dig for that guilt, and hold it tightly.]
When you say "we," Frisk...
I don't know what happens either. But... I think Sans does. I think he's... seen more timelines than we have.
[Even the end isn't the end, he tells them, and it's enough to make Chara's wavering hold on their overblown emotions crumple like paper. Later, he asks them if this version of them ever got past him. Ha. This version. He sees the Real Knife, and clutches at his chest like he recalls something.]