What do you think, Frisk? That I woke up and found myself cured of myself overnight? That perhaps the power of friendship burned away the demon and made them all better?
[The words are heavy with scorn. No. No, Frisk. This is not the storybook ending they apparently desire. They think to ask the question, as if anything has changed. As if they are the partner Frisk remembers, infinitely superior.]
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What do you think, Frisk? That I woke up and found myself cured of myself overnight? That perhaps the power of friendship burned away the demon and made them all better?
[The words are heavy with scorn. No. No, Frisk. This is not the storybook ending they apparently desire. They think to ask the question, as if anything has changed. As if they are the partner Frisk remembers, infinitely superior.]