What did it matter what the specifics were anymore? He knew it would be awful. He knew it had upset her so terribly. Why else would she have made him promised not to look? He knew, and he didn't care. His own curiosity was more important. Mikan almost can't hear him over the blood pounding in her ears.

"I would have told you." Her voice is shattered glass. "If you had asked why I hated myself, why I think of myself this way, I would have told you... because you know how much I care about you..." He knew, he knew, she gave him Valentine's day chocolate, he knew, hew knew, hew knew he knew he knew HE DIDN'T CARE HE'S TALKING ABOUT HIMSELF TALKING ABOUT FRISK AND ASGORE AND THIS ISN'T ABOUT ANY OF THEM

"Is that all you care about?!" The tears flow hard, fast, down her face. "Being a star? Satisfying your own needs? All I did was ask you not to open a door! I didn't ask you to kill or to lie or to anything difficult! All I did was make you promise not to open a door! Do you not care about me at all? Did you ever care about me? I know you can't love me, but are you saying you never even liked me?!"