[The knife in Lup's hand clatters to the ground, both of her hands flying upwards to cover her mouth. A pointless effort to try and keep herself from talking. Because this is private and painful and Lup doesn't want to put this sensitive information into just anyone's hands, especially someone who isn't at all shy in saying they dislike her.

But there's just no hiding from the truth today. The elf's hands rip away from her mouth while she stomps at the floor in retaliation, but the words are already pouring out of her.]

I...can't. I can't. He doesn't know who I am! My own twin doesn't recognize me. He had his fucking memory of me erased since I first got here and anything I've said to him since about us just comes out as static. [As if reliving the memory was bad enough, having to talk about it just wrenches at her heart. She hates every single bit of this. The tears in Lup's eyes don't even register beneath the painful ache in her chest.]

We have the same stupid face and he can't even connect we're related. There's just nothing there. He thinks I'm some fucking Wonderland monster sent to hurt him, b-but I'd never...

[Get out while you can, Toriel, before this elf cries all over you.]