[It still feels strange to be the one saying it to him. Does it really hold any water at all if it's coming from them? They wouldn't blame him if he couldn't believe it. Even they aren't sure they're capable of saying nice things and meaning them. Are they just trying to be a chameleon? If nobody else is able to say the things he's gone so long without being told, then it might as well be them?
Are they even capable of love or compassion or any of the things monsters are made of at all? Maybe they're just pretending to be one.
...But once upon a time, they set fire to coffee creamer. They played pranks on each other. Sans talked about stars, and they taught a younger Sans (an "other" Sans? Their Sans, or not their Sans?) how to kit. Once upon a time, Sans remembered they like flowers.]
Truth be told, I'm really not sure what we can do for Frisk at all. This is... mending things has never really been my area of expertise. The opposite, in fact. But I think... all the same, having flowers to fill an empty space in an empty day will help.
[Someone has to take care of these flowers, a boss monster once said. One in the Ruins, one who had turned the throne room into a garden of them, one who would soon fade away.]
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[It still feels strange to be the one saying it to him. Does it really hold any water at all if it's coming from them? They wouldn't blame him if he couldn't believe it. Even they aren't sure they're capable of saying nice things and meaning them. Are they just trying to be a chameleon? If nobody else is able to say the things he's gone so long without being told, then it might as well be them?
Are they even capable of love or compassion or any of the things monsters are made of at all? Maybe they're just pretending to be one.
...But once upon a time, they set fire to coffee creamer. They played pranks on each other. Sans talked about stars, and they taught a younger Sans (an "other" Sans? Their Sans, or not their Sans?) how to kit. Once upon a time, Sans remembered they like flowers.]
Truth be told, I'm really not sure what we can do for Frisk at all. This is... mending things has never really been my area of expertise. The opposite, in fact. But I think... all the same, having flowers to fill an empty space in an empty day will help.
[Someone has to take care of these flowers, a boss monster once said. One in the Ruins, one who had turned the throne room into a garden of them, one who would soon fade away.]