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[determinedest]

You've reached Frisk. If I'm not answering my phone, please leave a message or find me on the second floor, Room 12.

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[powerofmabel]

But you still decided to send 'em to us now. You could've just left them, y'know? [Mabel will literally take any straw she can grab at this point.

she continues to flip through the pages.] These are just from around the mansion between events. Just kids being kids with none of that crazy stuff going on... Not that we mind the crazy stuff, but it's cool we get to play hide and seek in the hedge maze and play mini-golf on the checkerboard hills.

[krmvgivv]

You have to be pretty determined to play Mabel in mini-golf. And keep playing as it becomes consistently obvious you can't beat her.

[determinedest]

[They shift on the spot, but don't refute the statements. They just wanted the notes gone, and now they've looped back, like a boomerang whipping around to crack them across the skull with how little they can feel anything.]

I guess so.

[But the level of enthusiasm in their voice is still all but nil.]

[powerofmabel]

[Mabel looks askance at Frisk, heart breaking with how little this is working. by now, Stan had started to remember things.] How's the sciencey cure coming?

[krmvgivv]

[Dipper looks at Mabel, filled with pain because she can't help her friend, and looks at Frisk, who's listless and emotionless and not reacting at all to the scrapbook.

As much as Dipper loves science, he's... pretty sure that's not what's gonna help here. He pushes the scrapbook closed, looking over to meet Mabel's eyes.

She's all sunshine and sparkles and sometimes it's just the right thing to cheer someone up. But sometimes that's not helpful. Sometimes it drives Dipper crazy when he's in a bad mood and all she wants to do is act like everything's awesome all the time.

Maybe it's the same for Frisk.]

Do you... wanna talk about it? Not feeling anything? We can listen.

[determinedest]

Not much to talk about. They say my determination just has to come back.

[They weren't sure they'd really been telling the truth there, or if they were just guessing. The human SOULs didn't need to be consoled after their extraction. No one knew that they were even still conscious, if only nominally.]

They had to extract it.

[powerofmabel]

Wait. Rewind. [at least this development keeps her from feeling bad that she's pursuing this the entirely wrong way and doesn't know how else to pursue it.] You can remove determination? Like your tonsils?

[krmvgivv]

That... [Would sound fake, except Dipper knows enough about determination in Frisk's world that he can believe it.] Okay. But it can come back, right? How can we help?

[determinedest]

With the right blueprints.

[Someone sold something important to get it. They don't remember who or what. It's not important. They lack the ability to pursue that line of thought to its conclusion, so they simply advance beyond it.]

They say it'll come back on its own. Someday.

[powerofmabel]

So we could... maybe bring it back faster with the scrapbooking? [she remains hopeful. it saved Stan. why can't it save Frisk too?]