[They don't - they don't even know what Frisk is on about. That power was always theirs alone. Gone for a long time, right? Chara never had the power to create, to protect, to support. Only to destroy. It'd be a waste of time for Frisk to even try to argue otherwise - look whose fault it is that Frisk's like this right now! This wouldn't have happened at all if Chara hadn't gotten these impossible delusions of fire magic, of cozy hearths that warm but don't burn and golden-brown pie crusts.

Arguing would be a waste of time, and who knows how long this suspended-animation stalemate will last. They cram it aside, just... just play along. Fake it.]

* You call out to your friends with all your heart. From somewhere, you felt their support...

You're not doing it without me, Frisk. I'm right here, am I not?

[So, even if they can't reach their SAVE file... surely, they still have the power to SAVE something else.]

You have made memories worth cherishing, haven't you? The kind of attachments that can restore what's lost itself.