[She instinctively takes their hand, squeezing tight, forgetting how they're hardly even friends. Still she stays rooted to the spot, head down and eyes shut, trying to fight back her sobs. Nathan continues to ramble on.]
I don't- I don't know what to do...
[She gasps the words out between muffled sobs.]
Chloe...
[In her other hand she grips the bullet necklace tied around her wrist, the cold metal cylinders digging into her palm.]
I could've-
[Frisk doesn't know. She could've saved Chloe. That one time, one choice, so long ago. If she'd chosen to save Chloe then this event would be different. She'd be standing on a cliff, hugging her, watching a tornado tear apart Arcadia Bay.
But she chosen to save the town. So now she has to live with that.
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I don't- I don't know what to do...
[She gasps the words out between muffled sobs.]
Chloe...
[In her other hand she grips the bullet necklace tied around her wrist, the cold metal cylinders digging into her palm.]
I could've-
[Frisk doesn't know. She could've saved Chloe. That one time, one choice, so long ago. If she'd chosen to save Chloe then this event would be different. She'd be standing on a cliff, hugging her, watching a tornado tear apart Arcadia Bay.
But she chosen to save the town. So now she has to live with that.
Over and over again.]
If I'd-...
[The door to the bathroom clicks open.]