[Oh, if only she was so lucky for it to have been that easy. Other people forgiving her, sure. But her forgiving herself? Never so simple.]

I... I have a hard time with that, too.

[She doesn't even really know what to say here. In her time in the Mansion, a number of people have consoled her on this, on her actions. What have they said? What did they do to make her believe it?]

You can't... you can't change what happened. But if you don't move, uhm, p-past it, you'll never get the chance to do anything else. It doesn't have to define you.

[This feels fake, somehow, and Wonderland knots the less than beautiful truth from her.]

I know it feels that way. Like one thing you do defines you forever and you can't ever do better because you're just faking to cover the bad things you did, even if-- e-even if everyone else is just okay, for some reason, or they're just telling you that because there's nothing you can do to ever fix it so you just... have to.

[Alphys sighs, finally looking towards them. They're so rigid. She's so enclosed. They both have their ways of hiding their soft spots.]

I... I have to. There's only moving forward. I can't s-stay in one spot forever. Neither can he.