[Something in them lurches oddly at the sight of it, the bracelet pushed across the table with its little red heart. They like red. Their favorite color, they told someone once. Reminds them to be strong. A pity they don't feel strong now.
They don't feel...much of anything. Not much of anything at all, except something that, dimly, protests. Maybe it's simply so rooted inside them that they can't say anything to that end at all, but -
But their memories are perfectly intact, aren't they? Hundreds of memories, carding neatly through their mind. Holding hands while accosted by gnomes. Pushing a juicebox and a chocolate bar across a tabletop. A wool hat with soft horns and soft ears, painstakingly knitted. A birthday party. A glass orb of a present.
A heart that ached with a warmth and resonance, SOULs blending together effortlessly.
Frisk looks up at them with a question in their eyes, and they say what they say because it seems like it is something that should be said. That, theoretically, a determined child would think to say.]
But aren't we still SOULmates?
[Does that...not change? It wouldn't, would it? Your SOUL cannot change, no matter how you try to change it. No matter how they've tried to break it. It never worked.]
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They don't feel...much of anything. Not much of anything at all, except something that, dimly, protests. Maybe it's simply so rooted inside them that they can't say anything to that end at all, but -
But their memories are perfectly intact, aren't they? Hundreds of memories, carding neatly through their mind. Holding hands while accosted by gnomes. Pushing a juicebox and a chocolate bar across a tabletop. A wool hat with soft horns and soft ears, painstakingly knitted. A birthday party. A glass orb of a present.
A heart that ached with a warmth and resonance, SOULs blending together effortlessly.
Frisk looks up at them with a question in their eyes, and they say what they say because it seems like it is something that should be said. That, theoretically, a determined child would think to say.]
But aren't we still SOULmates?
[Does that...not change? It wouldn't, would it? Your SOUL cannot change, no matter how you try to change it. No matter how they've tried to break it. It never worked.]