Yeah. Exactly. [She looks away from them now, down at the floor.] And just because you can do something... doesn't mean you should.

[She feels gross.

She feels like a hypocrite. Like a fake, manipulative adult. Warning others about how time travel is dangerous. Telling some kid how to live their life, despite the fact that hers is screwed up. Saying they should stop trying, when she literally spent hours in that bathroom trying over and over again.

She literally feels dirty.

What the hell is she thinking, anyway? That she knows what's best? Why the heck is Frisk asking her?

And if she's right, she'll be putting Frisk through what she's going through right now. The difficulty of letting go, the grief, the regret. The painful choice. She sniffs and wipes her nose, then rubs the back of her neck as she looks at them again.]

Listen, I... You should probably ask other people about it, too.

[She hugs the jacket to her chest and takes a step back, preparing to leave before she really starts messing up their life.]

That's all just me. And I'm not... I'm... I'm gonna go.