They cannot offer a rebuttal to that. They cannot insist that no, Chara is special because they are Chara, because they don't know every detail, every moment of it. They only glean whispers and memories of a time long gone by, and no matter how many times they reset the clock, they will never put together something that was shattered before they even arrived on the scene.

They can only pick up the pieces and hope they find some kind of solace.

"Yeah. And I think that's...that's what keeps me from doing it. From looking for that way out now. It...it's not so bad if you're here."

Let it go.

You don't need to be erased. You don't need to give in.

Just breathe, and let it slide away. Forget him. Forget the man from the other world. He is not your future. He will never be your future.

"He can't - I mean, he can't know though, can he?" The thought is one they find unquestionably disturbing. "We're the only two that...we're the things that change everything. How can there be more than one of us? I don't - I don't - "

Their shoulders curve a little more, their body hunching into a concave arch as they consider it.

"I wouldn't want another you either," they decide, without really needing to think about it at all. "You're you. You're my partner, no matter what anyone else says, or thinks. No matter what Sans says. You're different because there's no one else like you in the whole world or, or in any other version of our world."