[Frisk shook their head forcefully, still pressing their face against Sans's hoodie. Sans was right to do what he did. There was no telling what they would've done if allowed to live. Frisk didn't -- couldn't understand why they would even choose to hurt another (but vaguely, they recalled a forgotten memory, a sweet voice whispering in their ears when they were still in the ruins) but Sans made the right choice then.
Frisk was sorry it took this long for them to make the right choices too.
Given how poorly Frisk treated him in previous timelines, they couldn't be anything but the worst person to confide in. But Frisk was the only one who understood. It hurt to know they caused Sans this much pain, but they would not wallow on their guilt. They would do their best to make it up to him from now on.
Frisk patted Sans on the back. He could let out all his sorrows and unburden himself. It was alright. Frisk could handle it.]
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Frisk was sorry it took this long for them to make the right choices too.
Given how poorly Frisk treated him in previous timelines, they couldn't be anything but the worst person to confide in. But Frisk was the only one who understood. It hurt to know they caused Sans this much pain, but they would not wallow on their guilt. They would do their best to make it up to him from now on.
Frisk patted Sans on the back. He could let out all his sorrows and unburden himself. It was alright. Frisk could handle it.]